Chapter Twenty-Seven
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JPOV
I needed space.
Escaping on the pretense of getting more coffee, I walked to my office.
Splashing cold water on my face, I struggled to pull myself together.
It had been over a month since Peter threw down the gauntlet in my office.
In that time, I'd studied the file over and over, googled everything I could find, and spent an unhealthy amount of time on porn sites I'd never been interested in previously.
My focus was for shit, my mind conjuring images of Peter that left my body aching and desperate for fulfillment.
Fulfillment he'd assured me wouldn't happen.
Oh yeah, he's obsessed.
