A Hostile Takeover

The space around was still buzzing with leftover heat. The hallway was still warm with the echo of our movements, like the air itself was holding its breath. While I struggled to catch mine.

My back was still pressed into the cool wall, the chill biting against my skin that still tingled from his hands. My dress was bunched around my hips in a way that would have been indecent if either of us care