Teasing Phoenix
Jackson offers.
“Help me keep the elevator open, please.”
Jackson walks past us and presses the elevator key as I guide Phoenix to walk with me. He smells of musk, cologne, and liquor that makes him smell very masculine. I can feel his warmth spreading on me as we are pressed together. His warm breathing tickles the exposed skin of my shoulder.
“Call me if you need anything, Ms. Anderson,” Jackson says.
“I said fuck off!” Phoenix responses.
I elbow him that makes him groan. “You are a drunkass, Phoenix!” I snap and glare up at him, but his eyes are half-closed.