Chapter 28
The elevator ride to the penthouse crawled upward like time itself had conspired against her.
Harper’s pulse hammered. Sebastian’s hand was still wrapped around hers, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles that sent heat spiraling through her body. The air felt charged, heavy, on the edge of something inevitable.
The elevator dinged. The doors opened.
They stepped inside the penthouse. Sebastian barely closed the door before Harper turned, and he was already reaching for her. His hands gripped her waist, firm and sure, pulling her against him. She lifted her face, breathtaking.
"Harper," he said, her name dragged from him like a confession.
"Yes?"
"Are you sure about this? Because once we cross this line, I will not be able to pretend with you ever again."
"I do not
