#Chapter17
/"Sorry,/" I mumbled. What the hell was wrong with me? I couldn’t believe I'd just touched my boss like that, and that I would have gone farther if the trip had been longer. Stepping out of the elevator, I rushed to my desk trying to keep my distance from both of them. I clearly wasn’t in the right headspace. Something in me keeps craving them, making me react in ways I normally wouldn’t. They both walked into their own offices, not even sparing me a glance. Maybe I imagined it? Could it really be all in my head?
