C21 Chapter 20

I feel anxious as I stand outside the penthouse. My skin is more than a little moist, and my clothes are sticking in various places. It may have only been minutes, but it could have been lifetimes for me. Castro holds the door open, and I shuffle through. His breath blows a line through my hair, and if I turn, I know there will only be inches between us. He’s close, too close