Pulling away from the introductory shake, Elena rubbed the heel of her hand against her skirt. When she'd brushed fingers with Chloe, it had sent a shock that felt deep as bone. Chalking it up to static, she ground her palm into the cotton poly blend of her tailored ensemble. Eager to alleviate the lingering sensation, but not wanting to look overly rude.
" I'm here for vacation, actually. " Dark eyes cut to one side as the elevator doors peeled open with their short arrival to the sixth floor. Jostling the shopping bag steadily into the crook of her arm, she moved for the exit. The lavish elevator was suddenly feeling cramped, the air thick.