CHAPTER THREEAaron had to be dreaming.He knew that much because the room wasn’t his.The walls were unfamiliar and the air felt thick, almost liquid, pressing against his skin like it wanted to be touched. Somewhere in the distance, music hummed low and slow, a rhythm he felt more than heard.And then there was her.Ava stood near the window, city lights spilling over her like a confession. She wasn’t dressed for the office, no crisp blouse, no careful skirt. What she wore clung to her instead, slipping off one shoulder and accentuating her every curve. She turned when she sensed him, flashing an expectant smile.“You’re late,” she said softly, like she’d been waiting and his chest tightened.“Ava,” he breathed, her name heavy on his tongue.She smiled, slow, and knowing. The kind of smile she never wore at work. The kind that belonged in dreams and nowhere else, as she walked toward him, each step unhurried, deliberate, like she wasn’t worried about distance because she alread
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