office, stopping at the sidewalk that led to the front door. A wall of windows faced the parking lot. If they weren’t tinted I would be able to see my desk, my cubicle, my coworkers, Carol. But I couldn’t think about them. “You can let go now, Marshmallow. We’re here.” “Just another minute.” Drake's arms folded over mine, pressing them into his warm chest. “Take all the time you need. I’m perfectly content right here.”
