Th-that's Lewd
“Jack? What is . . . this?”
Jack Savage looked up from his paperwork to see his fiancée, Judy, padding into his office, brow furrowed as she thumbed through a folder. Jack had just recognized the folder when—
“Ahem. ‘She had never imagined a fox’s teeth could be so gentle as they nibbled along her neck, a gasp escaping her as his luxurious tail curled between her legs to brush against—’ o-oh, oh my . . .”
Judy blushed. Jack thought his face was going to catch fire at any moment. For almost a minute, neither said anything, only looking at each other, wondering the other’s thoughts. Eventually, Judy cleared her throat again. “Now, dear, I can’t say it’s normal for guys to ship their girlfriends with their work partners . . .”
Jack felt like fainting.
“Buuuut . . . if Nick’s interested . . .”
Jack fainted.