Xanthippe smiled at it. Okay, smirked, but that was maybe for why she reached out to yank him into the elevator with her. "As soon as the doors close, you should be on your knees in, like, worship," she told him in a whisper.

There hadn't been anyone else in the lobby. She knew they were pretty much guaranteed to be alone all the way to her floor.

And the button she pushed was in the double digits.