Mia Knight

“I wanted to be able to touch you.”

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When Roth pulled up to 432 Park Avenue, Johan appeared outside her door, but didn’t open it. He left that to Roth, who came around the vehicle and offered his hand to her. She took it and allowed him to twine their fingers together as they approached the lobby.

“Why did you insist on driving?” she asked as they passed through the front doors. At this time of day, there was little to no activity, since everyone was still at work. When they paused before the elevators, she squeezed his hand. “Roth.”

She hadn’t missed the searching glance Johan shot Roth when he exited the vehicle. But Roth hadn’t made eye contact or given an explanation for his out of character insistence to drive.

Roth looked down at her, his expression devoid of the lightheartedness he’d shown in his office.

“I wanted to be able to touch you. I couldn’t do that with the console between us in the back seat.”

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