★Cassandra★
I could still feel it. Even after a full night of restless sleep and a morning filled with back-to-back meetings, the memory of that kiss refused to leave me alone. Every time I tried to push it out of my mind, it came rushing back. The warmth of his hand against my waist, the way his voice had softened when he said my name, the quiet urgency in the space between us. I hated that it felt so real. I was furious. Furious at him for crossing the line, furious at myself for letting him, and furious that deep down, I had wanted it just as much. The moment I had walked into the office that morning, I had already decided I would pretend it never happened. That was the only way to survive this without losing my mind or my job. I was the one who had pulled away. I was the one who had s
