No Strings Attached

She nuzzled her face against Chase's thigh. Her warm breath was against his lower belly, which sent a tingling current through his body. Chase paused his actions. His hand gently brushed Sasha's hair. His voice was husky. "Alright, alright. I'll keep it down. Go back to sleep." Hearing his voice, Sasha was even more certain she was sprawled on her own couch and her head rested on her beloved plush piggy pillow. She shamelessly clung to Chase's waist. Her hot cheek rubbed against his thigh a few times when she muttered, "Make another peep and I'll end you."

Her movements only served to distract Chase from his work. He glanced down at the little firebrand in his arms, and at her ever-chattering lips. For a moment, Chase wanted to silence her with a kiss, to find out if her lips were as spicy as her words, which were always sharp like a little chili pepper.

Following his impulse, he leaned in closer. Just as he was about to act on his desire, Sasha's eyes snapped open. Instead of her soft piggy pillow, she was met with the sight of Chase's smart white slacks and his crisp black shirt, and something beneath those slacks that seemed to be growing.

Sasha instantly felt a bad vibe and let out a shriek, bolting upright from Chase's lap and, caught off guard, smacked him across the face. "You perv, what do you think you're doing?!"

to get a cramp, and this is the thanks I get?" Sasha pointed accusingly at the bulge at his groin. "Just because I rest on your thigh doesn't mean you get to have a boner. You did that on purpose, trying

annoyed. "With everything going on,

a good look? Or do I need to strip

knew this guy was shameless,

don't tell me you've got feelings for me. But hey, if that's the case, I could, out of the kindness of my heart,

his hand away and started throwing punches and kicks in his

caught her in his arms, whispering close to her ear, "Sasha, you're finally coming around. Do you have any idea

in the agony of not finding Clara, and it was Chase who had been there for her around the clock. She had cried herself to sleep in his arms and had woken up