Lily's heart thumped loudly as she pressed the elevator button to go up. The moment the doors closed, she let out a loud exhale. Her index finger traveled to her red, plump lips. They seemed to thump as well, even harder than her chest. While she traced her finger along the bottom of her speaking organ, her brain played back the memory of what happened just minutes ago.
There she was, in the backseat of Asher Blackwood's black SUV. She had just apologized to him for throwing wine over his shirt. A sincere apology that stunned even her. This was a man she had grown to hate, to loath so much, yet she looked him in the eye and apologized. However, it didn't stop there. Not only did Lily apologize, she went on to stare at him. For a very long time. Weirdly, he stared back. The next thing she knew, their faces were just inches away from each other.