Chapter 86: Jade Feet

Leonard Zimmerman crouched, one hand closing around Mila Showyer's left ankle. She wore thick white athletic socks; even after a long morning, a faint, clean sweetness rose from the fabric. "Dr. Zimmerman, you…" Mila asked, mortified. If it was just a simple massage, that was one thing. From the way Leonard moved, he meant to take off her shoe. "What is it?" Leonard looked up and smiled. Her startled look could make most guys swoon. "You said you'd give me a massage. Why are you holding my foot?"...