Chapter 19
IVY'S POV
The next morning, I walked into the office with a single goal in mind.... avoid Adrian Blackwell at all costs.
Last night had been a mistake. A moment of weakness. A lapse in judgment that I refused to repeat.
So, as I stepped out of the elevator and made my way to my desk, I kept my head down and my focus sharp. No unnecessary glances toward his office, no lingering thoughts about the way his lips felt on mine, and definitely no acknowledgment of the heat that still lingered on my skin.
Work. That was all that mattered. Adrian seemed to be on the same page. For the first time since I started working for him, he made no demands, no impossible requests, and... most importantly.... no attempts to interact with me unless absolutely necessary.
Meetings were conducted
