Lyla
When Rashid finally set me down, it was right outside of a door down a long hallway.
I turned a few times, trying to figure out where we were since he'd been silent all the way here. I couldn't tell what time it was, but I assumed his quietness was due to him not wanting us to wake anyone.
Seeing as how our lie about my internship had been widely accepted, it was wise of him not to want to draw attention to us sneaking around together in the middle of the night—or however late it was.
He grabbed me again when he opened the door and pulled me inside. As soon as the door shut behind us, he had me backed up against the wall with his mouth covering mine again.
This time, I let myself moan into the kiss. Whether it was from the alcohol or my adrenaline left over from the car ride,
