Clara burst from the office, her face flushed scarlet with rage, not stopping until she crashed through the restroom door.
She scooped water into trembling hands, scrubbing at her mouth like she could erase him. But James's scent clung to her like a second skin, that damned mint from his lips still dancing on her tongue.
"You disgusting, depraved animal!" she hissed through clenched teeth.
Last night's forced kiss hadn't made her stomach churn like this. Why did this one feel so vile?
Then it hit her—Lori's smug face flashed before her eyes, those rosy lips still swollen from his kiss, that triumphant blush.
Of course. He'd just had his mouth on another woman.
Clara wasn't obsessive about cleanliness, but this betrayal made her blood boil. Icy water slapped against her face three, fo
