Jaden’s POV
I didn’t sleep much after the dream.
My alarm went off at 6:30 a.m., but I’d already been lying there, staring at the ceiling, replaying every second of Lucas’s mouth on me.
My body still hummed with heat. My heart still beat a little too fast.
This was a terrible idea.
And yet, I was already dressing up for him.
Soft cream shirt, fitted gray slacks, a thin gold chain. I dabbed a little perfume on my neck, just enough for him to notice if he got close again.
God help me, I wanted him to get close again.
I walked into the building fifteen minutes early.
The front desk directed me upstairs to the executive floor.
The air felt expensive up there. Quiet. Cold. Too clean.
I knocked on Lucas’s office door, praying someone else would open it.
But of course, he did.
His bl
