Chapter 29

I looked at myself in the large mirror before leaving the office.

"My suit is so wrinkled," I said to Miguel as we entered the elevator. He took off his suit and handed it to me.

"You can wear my coat," he said, draping it over my shoulders.

"This wouldn't have been wrinkled if you knew how to control yourself," I glanced at him. His hand slipped into his pants pocket.

He chuckled. "Why didn't you stop me? I'm not the only one who couldn't control myself, Caroline." I raised an eyebrow at him. "It's fair now. We're fuck buddies, as you said. We can't just do that whenever you want. I have needs too."

I gave him a stern look. "Be careful with your words. Someone might overhear you."

He just laughed at me. I rolled my eyes and put on his coat. The elevator rang, and the doors opened. Miguel stepped out first, and I followed. I walked quickly, noticing that the surroundings were getting darker. I held onto Miguel's arm.

He furrowed his brow, looking at my hand tightly gripping hi