William rushed into the elevator and pressed the button. He could feel her coming. He could always sense her proximity. The doors had just about closed completely when he saw the familiar hand slide in between them.
Sondra eyed him from head to toe. “Mind if I ride up with you?”
“It doesn’t appear I have much of a choice.”
She leaned against the far wall of the elevator and crossed her arms over her chest. “I saw you at the gala with the redhead.”
He refused to meet her eye, staring straight ahead instead. “Is that so?”
“Everyone saw you, William. What exactly were you thinking?”
EveryoneWilliam turned to face her then. “Remind me how any of this is your business.”
“Remind me how it isn’t,” she said, c*****g her head. “You asked for my help. I helped you, and then you go and f**k it
