Misplaced Innocence
“She hung her head, her chin nearly resting on her heaving chest. Her breaths came quickly, but she fought the urge to gasp. For an hour, nothing moved save the increasingly gentle rise and fall of her chest. Frankie had pulled a chair of his own to her side, turning away from her so he had a view of the door. Freddie had recovered a bit, and was sprawled on the floor. Every now and then a snore broke through the quiet.
Outside she heard the heavy elevator doors open, the smallest chime of arriv...al, and then the heavy sound of footsteps coming toward them. No doubt it was Dominic. Charisma didn’t look up for confirmation; she was afraid she might vomit.
Dominic’s eyes swept the room. There was Charisma, her hair a lopsided mess, the corner of her shirt torn, a new welt on her face rapidly changing color. Next to her, Frankie sulked, irritation emblazoned on every nuance of his movement. Freddie had yet to stir from his place on the floor, one hand gingerly resting on his throat. “What in the hell happened here?”MoreLess
Outside she heard the heavy elevator doors open, the smallest chime of arriv...al, and then the heavy sound of footsteps coming toward them. No doubt it was Dominic. Charisma didn’t look up for confirmation; she was afraid she might vomit.
Dominic’s eyes swept the room. There was Charisma, her hair a lopsided mess, the corner of her shirt torn, a new welt on her face rapidly changing color. Next to her, Frankie sulked, irritation emblazoned on every nuance of his movement. Freddie had yet to stir from his place on the floor, one hand gingerly resting on his throat. “What in the hell happened here?”MoreLess
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