Chapter 2: Building Tension

?" She prompted, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Stripping," Alex supplied helpfully, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.

A collective gasp filled the room, and all eyes turned to me. Mark's bushy eyebrows shot up to his hairline, his glasses slipping down his nose. "Amy," he began, his voice a low growl, "I think this is highly inappropriate and unbecoming of a professional such as yourself."

I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, but I held my ground. "Come on, Mark. It's just a bit of fun.