The elevator ride up was awkward as hell. No one spoke until we reached the eleventh floor. The girls got off and immediately turned when we didn’t follow. “Where are you going?” Braxton questioned with a frown. She’d forgotten that she wasn’t supposed to care. The doors were already sliding close when Loren answered. “Penthouse, baby!” Her friends rolled their eyes while Braxton hid her smile when Loren winked at the last second. I immediately turned to him as soon as the doors were closed. We were only one floor above them, so it would be a short ride.
