The sun was already high when she walked into the building. The lobby smelled like polished floors and fresh coffee. The receptionist greeted her with a smile she barely registered. She moved on autopilot, every step a reminder of last night. Her thighs still ached. Her skin still tingled from their hands.
She rode the elevator to the top floor, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was tied neatly, but it couldn’t hide the faint marks on her neck. She’d dabbed concealer over them, but they were still there if someone looked closely. She felt them with every swallow.
The elevator doors opened with a soft chime. She stepped into the quiet hallway, heart pounding. She didn’t need to look toward the corner office. She felt him.
Lucan’s door was slightly ajar. The same way it ha
