“I’m busy, babe.” André’s fingers raced across the keyboard, his eyes locked on the glowing screen despite the girl currently begging for his attention. He knew he shouldn’t have decided to work from home - his girl had a hard time leaving him alone when he was within reach. Probably because he was rarely around in the first place. He looked away from his work for a second to look down at her kneeling under the desk, beautifully poised as she’d positioned herself between his legs. He smiled wryly, arching a brow. “Planning on being a nuisance, huh?” He asked her, well aware of the answer. @mistakenxidentityx







