"We have to get back to work," Stella murmured.
Instead of answering, Don moved his mouth back to hers, kissing her deeply. Stella's eyes fluttered shut as their tongues moved slowly, and she let out a moan that was quickly swallowed by Don.
Needing air, he finally pulled back a little, letting his lips trail across her skin until they reached her ear.
"You taste like peppermint," he whispered.
Stella shivered at his words, her hands tangling in the collar of his shirt as he focused on that spot just behind her earlobe.
Work could wait five more minutes.