The building was unusually quiet that night. Zara had just come back from a long day at work. She was exhausted and dragging her tote bag along like it weighed a hundred pounds. She stepped into the lobby, waved at the security guard, and headed for the elevator.She pressed the button, tapped her foot, and waited. The doors opened, and to her frustration, Cade was already inside. He stood there leaning against the mirrored wall, arms crossed, watching her with that familiar smug smile.“Oh great, just my luck,” Zara muttered, stepping inside.“Evening, princess,” Cade said smoothly. “Going up?”She ignored him and pressed the button for the twelfth floor. He didn’t need to press anything. His floor was close to hers.The elevator hummed and started moving. Zara avoided eye contact, staring at the numbers ticking upward. Cade shifted his stance, deliberately brushing his shoulder against hers.“You look tired,” he said, voice calm, but the undertone was teasing.“Mind your business,”
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