He pushed open the executive washroom door and stepped inside, the cool air hitting his sweat-dampened skin like a slap. He didn't bother closing it fully, his mind too tangled in frustration from the gym session. Selina slipped in behind him, her fingers clicking the door shut with a snap. She leaned back against the marble counter, palms pressing flat on the edge, her hips tilting forward just enough to draw his gaze. Her gray tank top stuck to her skin from the workout, the thin fabric translucent where sweat had soaked through, her nipples hard and poking against it. Her dark eyes locked onto his, unblinking, full of challenge. 'You followed me,' Antoine said, his voice low, edged with the tension coiling in his gut. 'You left the door open.' Her lips curved into a sly smile. 'Subconscious invitation?' He crossed the tiled floor in two strides, crowding her space until the heat from her body mingled with his. Close enough to see the rapid rise and fall of her chest, to sm
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