Jacob would never imagine that every detail of his interaction with Daisy had been reflected in the glass, allowing me to see everything with startling clarity.
I quietly followed them to a secluded corner.
Hiding behind a column, I peeked out to see Jacob gripping Daisy's neck, his teeth clenched as he hissed, "Didn’t I warn you to behave yourself in front of Larissa?"
Daisy wasn’t intimidated. She leaned coyly against his arm and pouted. "It’s just that you’ve been so busy with her these past two days. The baby and I miss you."
She trailed her fingers along his chest, her voice dripping with seduction, "Mr. Lopez, haven’t you always wanted to try something more exciting? Let’s do it. There’s no surveillance on this floor, and your wife is fast asleep. No one will ever find out."
Before Jacob could respond, she tiptoed and pressed her lips to his.
Jacob froze for a moment but quickly cupped the back of Daisy's head, deepening the kiss.
“Jacob, be gentle. I’m worried the baby can’t handle it...” she murmured.
“Shut up. I know what I’m doing.”