Chapter 41
Emily
Warmth.
That was the first thing I felt.
My body instinctively leaned into it before my mind fully woke. A steady arm wrapped around my waist. A slow, even breath against my hair.
Then memory rushed back.
The office.
Adrian.
Last night.
My eyes fluttered open and I took in the unfamiliar ceiling. The dim curtains. The faint hum of the air conditioner.
I shot up immediately.
Beside me, Adrian stirred, his arm tightening briefly before loosening. His eyes opened slowly, calm and unbothered.
I grabbed my phone.
7:08 a.m.
Okay.
Okay.
I still had time.
Two hours.
If I moved fast, I could slip into my department before most people settled in. No one would question anything.
I turned to him, whispering harshly, “Why did you make us spend the night at the office
