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The lift ride up to the second floor would have been more comfortable if the car didn’t have mirrored walls. Behind my own reflection, the blonde’s fingers toyed with Kyle’s hair, sliding around his neck to tug him to her—like they could get any closer. Even Kyle seemed to forget my presence when his nose dug in and nuzzled at her neck.
God knew how he tolerated the manky perfume she’d doused herself in again. The headache I already had worsened with each intake of fumes.
I rubbed a hand across my face, stepping forward at the ding before the doors even opened. Pausing, a quick glance left and right revealed the opposite room to be number twenty-two, and descending numbers stretching off to the east.
The copulating pair stumbled into my back. A high-pitched giggle provoked a twitch
