Monday, October 9th, 7:45 AM

The elevator at Taylor Industries took its merry time as Honey shifted her weight from one boring sensible heel to the other. She was back in her disguise…clothing, wig, and glasses all in place.

Monday morning had arrived too quickly, bringing with it the dull ache radiating from her waist where Riley's fingers had left their mark. The bruise, hidden beneath her oversized blazer, throbbed with every movement. She was thankful he had left early this morning so ...