Rush (Pandemic Sorrow #2)
“I heard the door to the elevators slide open, but I kept my eyes focused on the piece of paper.
Footsteps padded across the floor in my direction, and I sunk down further into the chair, hoping whoever it was hadn't recognized me. It was past one in the morning and I couldn’t sleep. Not even the Xanax I’d taken had managed to knock me out, and after lying in the bed for an hour, the hotel room felt cramped. I was antsy, tired of the road, tired of fucking hotels. I needed a more open space,... so I'd come down to the lobby. Taking a seat in one of the stiff chairs to the far side of the room, I turned it so my back was to the open area.
“What are you doing out here?” Jules voice floated over the back of the chair.
I didn't turn around to answer her. I just shrugged, saying, “Don't know.”
“Aren't you worn out?”
“Can't sleep.” Scratching under my nose, I could still smell the girl I’d fucked earlier on my fingers.MoreLess
Footsteps padded across the floor in my direction, and I sunk down further into the chair, hoping whoever it was hadn't recognized me. It was past one in the morning and I couldn’t sleep. Not even the Xanax I’d taken had managed to knock me out, and after lying in the bed for an hour, the hotel room felt cramped. I was antsy, tired of the road, tired of fucking hotels. I needed a more open space,... so I'd come down to the lobby. Taking a seat in one of the stiff chairs to the far side of the room, I turned it so my back was to the open area.
“What are you doing out here?” Jules voice floated over the back of the chair.
I didn't turn around to answer her. I just shrugged, saying, “Don't know.”
“Aren't you worn out?”
“Can't sleep.” Scratching under my nose, I could still smell the girl I’d fucked earlier on my fingers.MoreLess
Read book Rush (Pandemic Sorrow #2) for free
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
8 / 10
9 / 10
User Reviews: