Chapter Six
Lincoln was sweating by the time they made it to his building and up the three flights of stairs. “Days like this I wish I had an elevator.”
Kali offered a tight-lipped smile as Lincoln reached for his key. He held it to the doorknob, but his hand shook. Kali put out her hand. “Let me.”
Lincoln swallowed again. His body felt dry on the inside, like just being beside her sucked all the moisture out of it. His tongue felt like sandpaper. His clothes were soaked with the sweat of exertion and nervousness. If only he could do a pit check. At least he'd showered this morning. His deodorant boasted twenty-four-hour protection. If he stank, he should sue for false advertising.
Kali opened the door, turned to Lincoln, and offered her side to guide him into the apartment. Once insid
