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Steam fills the room, and I get into the shower.

My back slides down the tile walls, and I find myself on the floor. Dazed and confused, I stare at the sliding door and then up at the shower head.

I draw my knees up to my chest, and it isn’t long before my tears mix in with the water.

When I finally get out, my chest is no longer tight, but I am totally exhausted. I wrap the towel around myself and squeeze out some toothpaste.

After brushing my teeth thoroughly, I exit the bathroom and step into the kitchen. I grab a cheese and bologna sandwich from the fridge. I know I just brushed, but I'm suddenly so hungry.

I end up on the bed, filling the sheets with crumbs and scrolling through movie channels on the TV. Adrian welcome video is playing on the retreat’s own channel.

His handsome face is turned sideways. He has an easy smile on his face while he talks, walking and showing off the ranch. Talking about the benefits and amenities.

Nothing on his face gives away the fact that he is dealing with devastating personal issues.

When I’m done with my sandwich, I set the plate down on the nightstand and sit up straighter.

I watch movies until my eyes are burning, and the ache in my stomach has settled.

Then I retrieve my laptop from the nightstand and go through some of my homework assignments from Dr. Sheridan.

After a while I close it and get out of bed to move it to the coffee table. I can't look at the screen anymore. I'm done for now.

With a scowl, I trudge back into bed and draw the covers back. I fluff up my pillows, settle against them, and scowl at the living room table, where the laptop now lies dormant.

Reluctantly, I pick up the book on my nightstand. As I try to focus on the words, someone raps on my door.

My heart misses a beat when I hear Adrian’s voice calling my name.

Oh God! My prayers were answered. But I'm suddenly too nervous.

I snap the book shut and tilt my head to the side.

The thought of facing him is just too much for me.

He calls out my name, but I don’t answer.

Instead, I sit there till I hear the now familiar sound of his feet moving away. Once he’s gone, I breathe a sigh of relief and sink back against the mattress.

Given how vulnerable and shaken I feel, the last thing I need is Adrian in my room.

Because I know we’ll just end up naked in my bed.

And as much as I enjoy having sex with Adrian, I know it’s not enough.

It’s never going to be.

So, what’s your plan here, Danielle? Pray he sees the light? Play his little game until he sees the truth?

I press two fingers to my temples. “Urgh, shut the fuck up, okay? I just want to sleep.”

With that, I throw myself backwards onto the bed and squeeze my eyes shut. Then I curl onto my side and wait for sleep to come.

Chapter Nineteen: Adrian

Danielle has been giving me weird looks all morning. Ever since I walked into the airy and spacious yoga studio and unrolled my mat next to hers.

It's only two of us. It's not the usual class time, and the studio is empty except for us.

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