Chapter 16 Crossing The Line

• Briar spent the rest of the afternoon tying up loose ends — copying, mailing, and filing documents for the convention center project. The rhythmic hum of the printer and the quiet shuffle of papers did little to distract her from her thoughts. Damien had remained in his office for most of the day, door shut, his presence more felt than seen.
• But Briar couldn’t stop replaying Sarah’s words from earlier, the warning laced between her casual remarks. It left her restless, caught somewhere between curiosity and desire.
• As the day wound down, she became almost painfully aware of the passing time — each tick of the clock dragging across her nerves like fingertips on bare skin.