[ That grip tightened again and she nearly pulled an arm back to grab his wrist, only stopping herself when he relaxed again. ]

I didn't say anything about letting him get his hands all over me. I could just go over there to talk to him. To tell him about you. How much control you insist on having, how you work such long hours, how you get me expensive gifts to make up for how little time we spend together. That I suspect you're sleeping with some woman in your office and that's why you work into the night sometimes.