MayaThe elevator doors slide shut, sealing me away from Philip…and the raw, tangled mess of want and regret hanging in his office, before I can second-guess myself. My hands are still shaking as I fumble my phone out of my pocket, staring at Noah’s name glowing on the screen. We need to talk. Now.My thumb hovers over the call button for a beat, my mind replaying the feel of Philip’s breath against my skin, the way his thumb brushed my lip like he owned it. But I press dial anyway. It rings once, twice, before he picks up.“Maya?” His voice is warm, steady…exactly the opposite of the chaos in my head. “Where are you? I’ve been waiting to hear from you.”“I’m leaving work now,” I say, stepping out into the cool night air as the elevator reaches the lobby. “I just saw your message. Is everything okay?”“I just missed you,” he says, and I can hear the soft smile in his tone. “And I feel like we haven’t really connected lately. You’ve been so wrapped up in work. How about I meet you at
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