Elora’s POV

The elevator ride felt longer than usual. I could still feel Mason’s warm touch all over my body. I had told him not to escort me out to prevent any scandal. No one in this building or outside could know what I had been up to. The last thing I needed was Zane finding a ground for divorce.

I got to the lobby, bowed my head, and hurried over to the parking lot. I got into my car and drove off without wasting any more time. 

The lights of the front door of our house were ...