"What are you doing?"
Adam's voice echoed lightly as he stepped into her office that evening, only to be met with silence. He stopped short, raised a brow as he saw her completely absorbed in reading something on her screen—something about furniture made from rice husk, if the heading was anything to go by. She hadn't even noticed his arrival, let alone his question. He grinned.
Shaking his head, he crossed the room without another word. And then, without warning, he swept her right off her chair, lifted her easily into his arms.
Melanie let out a startled squeal, as she clutched the papers in her hand and caught him around the neck. "Adam!" Grinning, he plopped down onto her chair, settled her on his lap as if it were the most natural thing in the world and then smacked a kiss on her lips.
