~CHAPTER FFIFTY FOUR~
He lets out a soft laugh when he looks around his office. It’s a mess—papers scattered, jacket on the chair, disorder everywhere.
“I will fix here,” he says, already bending to pick things up. He gestures toward the bathroom. “You can freshen up.”
I grab my clothes and slip inside, locking the door behind me. I rinse my face, steady my breathing, scrub at my skin like I can erase what just happened.
And then it hits me.
I need to go home. I need to use my body wash; I can’t let Hardin catch a different scent.
I just slept with another man.
And his life could be in danger because of me.
My chest tightens.
I quickly clean up and put on my clothes.
I leave the restroom and walk straight past him, reaching for my bag without meeting his eyes. The smile leaves hi
