Oliver backed away from her, as well. He hadn't hurt her, but he'd been angry and he'd grabbed her, and he could have hurt her. Christ. He was such an asshole.

"Nothing. Just...just forget about it," he murmured, turning away from her, shaking his head, the anger draining out of him. "I'm sorry. I...merry Christmas, Chloe." He swallowed hard, his chest tight as he moved to the elevator once more.