*Amara*
Hale carried me to the elevator. But I didn’t really struggle, if I was being honest. Having him holding my wrist in such a bossy way kind of did it for me. By the time I realized it was just Hale and I in the elevator, the door had started to close.
Something about being in the small space with Hale again brought back that electric feeling, though he wasn't even touching me anymore. He had released me as soon as we got inside, actually.
The second the elevator doors closed, he turned the full force of his glare on me.
"What? You don't like to watch people have a good time? Then you're in the wrong business for that," I taunted, "Perhaps you should have taken a job with the IRS if you preferred to be such a bummer."
If he was going to insist on stony silence, I would talk his
