Chapter 48

Cecilia's pov The moment my hand accidentally brushed against Alpha Sebastian's thigh, time froze. And then—Three pairs of eyes in the elevator nearly bugged out. "…What the hell?!" Harper instinctively yanked me back like I'd just touched a live wire. Liam and Beta Sawyer both whipped their heads around so fast I thought they might get whiplash. Their eyes stared straight ahead, blank as statues. Oh. Great. They were pretending they saw nothing. I wanted to die. Right then and there. I lowered my head, pressed one palm to my forehead, and started rubbing it like I could wipe the last five seconds from history. My cheeks were on fire. No—my whole face was burning. I could probably cook breakfast on it. Ding. 13th floor. Sweet relief. Thank God I didn't live on the 23rd or 33rd floor. I wouldn't have made it. I'd have died of embarrassment before the elevator even got halfway. "Let's go," Harper said quickly, dragging me out of the elevator like we were making a getaway. Her heels click