The elevator doors closed behind us, sealing out the noise of the party below.Drake stood with his back to the mirrored wall, watching me with an intensity that made my skin prickle. The space between us felt charged, electric, like the air before a thunderstorm. I pressed myself against the opposite wall, trying to put distance between us, but the elevator was small and he was everywhere. His scent. His heat. The weight of his gaze crawling over my body like a physical touch."You're shaking," he observed."I'm cold.""You're lying."Before I could argue, he pushed off from the wall and crossed the distance between us in one step. His hands braced against the mirrors on either side of my head, caging me in. His body didn't touch mine, not yet, but I could feel the warmth radiating from him, could feel the promise of what was coming."Tell me to stop," he said quietly. "Tell me you don't want this, and I'll walk away. I'll have my driver take you home, and we'll pretend this never ha
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