Chapter 18 Could She Have Found Out?

• Abigail's POV
• The moment we stepped into my office, Derick’s usual playful energy shifted. Instead of heading out the door as he normally did, he settled into my chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He pulled me towards him, his hand finding my waist, guiding me onto his lap.
• "You know this isn't appropriate, right? Someone can just walk in and see us like this," I said, my voice a little shaky, a sense of unease settling in my stomach.