My eyes widened with shock as she stepped into the elevator. The dress hugged her perfect hourglass figure, the slit on the right side revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her milky legs. I shifted back, giving her space. I knew she lived on the 20th floor, so before she reached out to press the button, I had already pressed it.

She turned back, looking at me with a soft smile. The smile that makes my heart beat faster. Her juicy red lips, slightly parted as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't. The silence between us felt heavier than the confines of the elevator. Her fingers brushed her hair back, exposing the delicate curve of her neck. The neckline of her blouse dipped just enough, making her cleavage visible just to tease.