Lauren realized her mistake once she saw Richard’s arms on either side of her, trapping her against the counter. Once his lips were against her neck, her defense wavered, and she pressed her back against his front, craving his touch.<br/><br/>“Mm...” His words made her think back to the previous night, and she instinctively pulled away from him. “I did. With Andrew. A mind blowing night, actually.” She said firmly, forcing herself to keep thinking straight.<br/><br/>“Do you mind? I need the creamer.” She said bluntly, gesturing to the fridge, which she couldn’t reach from within the prison of his arms. And a tempting prison it was.