Chapter 163

Claire didn’t dare use the elevator. Who knows who might bump into her? What if—God forbid—the weirdo from the 20th floor decided to crash at Julian’s too? She shook her head wildly. Believing in the supernatural isn't usually helpful, but in times like these? Yes, please. She chose the stairs without hesitation. Thankfully, going down wasn’t too hard. She punched in her door code from the emergency stairs and finally made it back to her own place—safe and sound. In the bathroom, she slipped off her robe and stared at all the kiss marks on her skin. Her face flushed instantly, lips pressed together in speechless embarrassment. She scrubbed everything off. Got dressed, ready to head out, and as she reached under the bed for a bag, she paused for a second, stared at it, then shoved it deep into the bottom cabinet of her closet. Just as she was about to leave, she realized… her phone wasn’t in her bag. She left it at Julian’s. Claire wanted to scream. She really didn’t want to go back up