Chapter 21 : Too Much Coffee

**Isa The break room was hot and steamy, but not because the coffee machine was busted. With the stairwell out of the question, Callan and I were back to our break room trysts. Callan's hands slid under my shirt. He thumbed the bare skin of my lower ribs. It was dizzying the way he overwhelmed my senses. One hand was sneaking slowly up my side, the other lightly massaging the nape of my neck, and his lips pressed firm but measured against my lips. "You can touch me," he murmured against me. "I wouldn't mind." I chuckled softly with embarrassment. Even though I was in a four-year relationship before, and in general I was a confident woman, it had been a while since I had experienced this type of intimacy. And even though it was late enough that pretty much everyone else was gone, I was nervous to get too into this moment. It wasn't that I didn't want to… With a heap of hesitation and excitement that made my hands shake, I placed my hands g