Elder: Reckless Desires (Norseton Wolves #6)
“And to ensure Michael wasn’t nearby.
She didn’t see Michael. She didn’t see anything she recognized. That bed with the luxurious mattress and soft sheets wasn’t hers. Her bedroom windows were supposed to have raggedy blinds, not tastefully striped linen curtains. Her apartment didn’t smell like lilacs and blueberries, and there usually weren’t people talking in her living room when she woke.
She didn’t know what sort of haze she was in, but she knew Michael didn’t like noise.
“The kids.”
She threw back the covers and scrambled out of the bed, the sheets winding around her legs and tripping her up as she moved in search of some garment to cover herself.
There was a robe hooked behind the door. Pale green, made of soft terrycloth, and exactly her size.
She shrugged into the robe, yanked the door handle—her heart beating faster than engine pistons pumped—and then she ran.
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