CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

The elevator ride back to the office was short but to Jojo it felt excruciatingly long.

And she spent the whole time trying not to chicken out of her plan to take charge of her life and for once allow herself a chance at real happiness.

She didn't want to remain that woman that Cal had accused her of being, she wanted to be different for this man that's stuck in this confining space with her.

She turned slightly and quietly took him in.

Looking at him like this made her thighs clamp and her body ache for him.

He looked so tall, leaning against the wall of the climbing elevator like he had that one time at Morgan Inc.

And damn, he looked yummy, incredibly hot and sinfully delicious.

His eyes were shut close, hiding his beautifully green and very alluring orbs from her, but for one, it allowed her the liberty of feeding her starved body on the sheer sight of him.

His nostrils were slightly flared, betraying the anger he was keeping tame inside him, and his sinfully red, pouty lips, with