Chapter 46

• She took off her clothes and rushed into the shower, but even the water did nothing to calm her nerves. Minutes later she came out, headed for the wardrobe and took out one of his shirts. She went back out into the bedroom, put it on, but it seemed to even make things worse because now every part of her was enveloped in his sent.
• She stopped pacing and sat on the edge of the bed, wondering what the hell was wrong with her. She'd not come here for a simple sleep over. She knew that and she was sure as hell that Simon knew it too. Her heart was thumping slow, heavy beats. She was shaking. Adrenaline washed through her system. Her body already knew what was inevitable. She couldn’t deny it to herself. It was as if the center of her being had become magnetized and could only go in one direction.
• She walked back over to the door and opened it. The only light came from the living room. She walked over and paused at the door. Simon was still there, sitting on the couch, long legs splayed in front of him, in bare feet, the dregs of a glass of wine in his hands into which he was staring broodily. Fear assailed Sara again, and she almost fled, but then he looked in her direction