There wasn’t enough air left inside of the lift. Not for the both of us. Not with Gideon standing there, so close despite the open, mirrored space. His cologne, hot and smoky today, rose from his skin like a heatwave. It was in my nose. It sat on my tongue. Heavy, it made my heart pound.
It hadn’t been like this all day when we’d meandered through the streets of the city running errands and picking up a new laptop for me. But there had been a moment where he’d look at me searchingly as I held up a navy silk tie to his neck—
I almost flew out of my skin when he pressed close, his arm coming up in front of my face to press the button for the 20th floor.
The mouth-watering scent grew thicker until my head swam. It was like trying to breathe under heavy blankets when the dark space had b
