Chapter 194: Caught in the Act
The restroom was public only in name.
It was nothing like the cracked, damp facilities in parks or roadside rest stops. Westbridge kept even its auxiliary buildings immaculate. The counters were spotless, the mirrors were polished, and the air held a faint clean scent, something pale and expensive enough to feel intentional rather than sprayed on. That was the only reason Elias and Yvonne could have played this game here at all.
No one flirted in a place that smelled like rot and disinfectant fighting a losing battle. Desire was stubborn, but it was not that stubborn.
At that moment, though, the effect was the same.
The sound outside cut through the heat between them and put out whatever had been burning in Yvonne's chest.
She did not move at once. Her expression barely changed. She only stilled, listening past Elias, past the stall door, past the lingering sound of their breathing.
Heels.
