Tara's Pov
Thee weekend hit at last. I wouldn't do any more office work for a couple days. It was just Bob popping into my head. He invited me over to his penthouse for another kind of real celebration.
Standing there by his door, my heart was pounding hard.
I knocked anyway. The door swung open and I saw Bob, coming slowly, shirtless without shoes—just those low hanging pajama pants. His hair looked all messed up and that smile was like he was starving for something.
“Welcome” he said, grabbing my waist pulling me in. Then he kicked the door closed and kissed me deeply and slowly. The kiss tasted like chilled wine
.. like honey.
“Is this the party you were talking about?” I managed to say out of an held breath. Looking around the big living room, I saw candles all over the soft mus
