SOPHIE
The moment I got out of the executive meeting room, I hurried down the hall as fast as my injured knee would allow.
I stopped by my office long enough to grab my purse before leaving Calloway Holdings Tower completely.
My face was still burning from what had happened with Ethan Calloway.
More specifically, from accidentally rubbing against his very hard c**k.
The second I walked into my apartment, I went straight into the bathroom. One look in the mirror made me cringe.
My curls were frizzy and wild. Dirt smudged my skin. My clothes were torn. My knee looked scraped, swollen, and ugly.
I looked like a disaster.
Seriously. Ethan saw me looking like this.
Why does that even matter? He’s an asshole.
An asshole who took care of your knee.
Still an asshole.
I quickly steppe
