The doors start to close and his hand flashes out, pushing themback. “And I’m upholding it,” he says.
I frown. “My sister is here?”
He looks at me like I’m stupid. “Where did you think she was?Maybe in my—”
“Do not say ‘s*x dungeon’ again. Now or ever.” I storm intothe elevator and plaster myself against the furthest wall fromhim.
“I was going to say ‘torture chamber’ that time.” He slides akey into a small door on the control panel and unlocks aseparate button labeled “Penthouse Suite.”
I shake my head. “Don’t say stuff like that. People might notknow you’re joking.”
Suddenly, I feel his body close to mine, his lips brushingacross the shell of my ear. “Maybe I’m not.”
I suppress a shiver, swallow my response, and stare straightahead. Don
