Chapter 160

ABIGAIL. MY NAME IS Abigail. I am an American. I am a professional. I do not care what my bosses do. I am Abigail. I am American. I will not murder my employer.

"You look like you're about to break that window." Luke eased into the seat across from her. Somehow, even though he kept his legs on his side, he seemed to take up all of the space around her.

Abigail inhaled, catching the same scent she'd noticed in the elevator. Slightly woodsy, a man's scent. And Luke was all man.

She needed to get laid. Hard. Maybe a few times, so she could work this tension out of her system. Sex had never been the answer before, but nothing else was working. The way she was so completely aware of this man was...unnatural. It was as though simply by being in the same space with her, he disrupted all of her order. Everything she'd put in place.