C11 Not Now

Cily

The second I stepped out of Lucas Ross’s office, I let out a shaky breath I hadn’t realized I was hiding. The hot summer breeze made the tank top I wore stick to me like glue. my palms were slick with sweat as I wiped them down on my pants.

I should not have agreed to this, and even though I felt manipulated, I knew I was backed against a wall, and I needed help