A Demon in Waiting (Crimson Romance)
“She didn’t want to make small talk or be told by some stranger that she was pretty and should smile. No. She wanted to punch something.
Or someone.
She knew she was wrong for feeling it, but John’s sudden aversion to her — to touching her — woke up not-so-old memories she thought she’d left behind in Los Angeles. That man had made her feel like she wasn’t much more than a convenient, nearby body, and usually had his pants back on before Ariel could clean herself up. Then at work the next morning, he’d be solicitous. Friendly. Until the next pitch meeting she was always excluded from.
She sighed and shoved away from the elevator wall as the bell dinged and doors slid open. Reaching into her sports bra for the keycard, she heard the honeymoon suite’s door click open, and she paused. She hadn’t decided if she wanted John to still be there when she got back.
Yes, she enjoyed his company on the road and with two days of driving ahead of her, she’d need his cheerful conversa...tion during that last, grueling push.MoreLess
Or someone.
She knew she was wrong for feeling it, but John’s sudden aversion to her — to touching her — woke up not-so-old memories she thought she’d left behind in Los Angeles. That man had made her feel like she wasn’t much more than a convenient, nearby body, and usually had his pants back on before Ariel could clean herself up. Then at work the next morning, he’d be solicitous. Friendly. Until the next pitch meeting she was always excluded from.
She sighed and shoved away from the elevator wall as the bell dinged and doors slid open. Reaching into her sports bra for the keycard, she heard the honeymoon suite’s door click open, and she paused. She hadn’t decided if she wanted John to still be there when she got back.
Yes, she enjoyed his company on the road and with two days of driving ahead of her, she’d need his cheerful conversa...tion during that last, grueling push.MoreLess
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