Stephen blinked his eyes furiously to make his vision clear. Why did he always dream about Journee that too with his eyes open, he had no idea. And in every dream, she always kissed him. Is that what he wanted from her, to see him as her lover? To kiss him?
He knew that if he moved, everyone could see his erection. He was hidden behind the chair and kept gulping with fear. Thank God! Only Journee was there with him and not her minions. They would never have let him live his life after that.
"Hey! I am asking you something," snapped Journee.
"What? What?" Stephen gulped again.
"My god! Are you daydreaming during your working hours?" scolded Journee.
"What!! No! I was concentrated on the video of the Candy's robbery," lied Stephen.
"Really? And why do you always, always jump out of the chair when you see me?" Journee shook her head in disbelief. She never understood his actions.
