MY UNDOING
His hand, not on some random blonde’s ass, but on mine.
My thighs clenched again, traitorous.
The fantasy shattered when someone knocked lightly at my door. My eyes flew open.
“Macey?” It was Zinna.
I straightened immediately, smoothing down my blouse like I’d been caught naked. “Come in.”
She peeked her head in, her smile too bright, too knowing. “How’s the sketch coming along?”
“Wonderful,” I lied smoothly, angling the tablet away. “Really capturing the… uh… essence.”
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