ARIA
I burst into the ladies’ washroom, my heels clicking against the tile as I rushed inside. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my hands trembling as I pressed them against the cool porcelain sink.
What just happened?
I squeezed my eyes shut, replaying the scene in my head.
Mr Grey—so close. His body towering over mine, his warmth pressing in from all sides. The way his deep, unreadable gaze had locked onto me, like he was trying to pull me apart piece by piece. My back against the wall, his hands caging me in, the heat of his breath fanning against my lips, his exposed chest, gawd those abs I wasn't seeing but his chiseled chest.
And the worst part?
I had closed my eyes.
Like I was waiting for him to kiss me.
I let out a sharp breath, my fingers curling into fists at my sides.
“Wh
