Chapter 19

• Archer.
• I leaned against the cold steel of the elevator wall, my breath still ragged from the memory that wouldn't leave my mind. Every time I closed my eyes, I was back in that moment with Katrina.
• The small, confined space of the elevator had only heightened the intensity, making every touch, every kiss, feel forbidden and exhilarating. I remembered the way her hands had roamed my back, her fingers digging into my muscles as if she needed to anchor herself to something real.