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Sam opened the SUV door and offered me a hand I could feel Martha’s eyes zero in on the way David slung an ar ave me was poison Whatever her issues, I was too da up the steps to slip an areous one”
“You knohere the kitchen is, Mal”
The curt dis her off with him Martha’s first few steps faltered but then she strutted once more, ever on show Mal had cleared the way I could have kissed his feet
David said nothing as we made our way up the stairs to the second floor, our footsteps echoing in the quiet When I went to turn toward the white rooht instead At a set of double doors we stopped and he fished a key out of his pocket I gave him a curious look
“So I have trust issues” He unlocked the door
Inside, the roo the antiques and flashy décor of the rest of the house A huge bed ray linens A couitars An open wardrobe, full of clothes Mostly, there was empty space Room for him to breathe, I think This room felt different to the rest of the house, less showy, calmer
“It’s okay, you can look around” His hand slid down to the base ofjust above the curve of my ass “It’s our room now,” he said
God, I hoped he didn’t want to live here pero back to eventually We hadn’t exactly gotten around to discussing where we’d live But the thought of Martha, Ji around all the time sent me into a panic Shit I couldn’t afford to think like that Negativity would shole What was i it work
How horrible, being forced to live in the lap of luxury with ood slap and a cup of coffee Or twelve hours’ sleep Either would onders
He drew the curtains, blocking out the dawn’s early light “You look beat Coood idea I’ll just use the bathroo his leather jacket on the lounge chair, pulling off his T-shirt The nor in action Drowned out by the nerves I fled into the bathrooether I closed the door and switched on the lights The roo me Spots flickered before my eyes I stabbed switches at randoiant white tub that looked like a bowl, gray stone walls and clear glass partitions Simply put, it was opulent One day I’d probably becoranted would be terrible
A shoould soothe iant soup boould have been nice But I didn’t totally trustso Not in the overtired, wound-up state I was in