CHAPTER 17
KIRA
"I'm not going." I said the words out loud, even though no one else was in the room.
I stood in front of my mirror, arms crossed over my chest, wearing nothing but a towel. My phone sat on the nightstand, completely silent.
Nothing from Xavier.
Good. I didn’t want any.
Except I did. And that was the problem.
I dropped the towel and started getting dressed. Black jeans, a cropped sweater, simple makeup. Hair tied up in a loose bun.
I wasn’t going to his office. I wasn’t going to let him pull me back in with his voice and his words and his commands.
So why did I keep checking my phone like a maniac?
By noon, I gave up pretending to work.
The strangest part?
No call. No text. No “Where are you?” or “Are you disobeying me, baby girl?” Nothing.
I was checking my
