Page 15 of Seduction
Then I had to stop and ponder.Why the sarcasm, Pen? What do I actually want to voice to him? What is it about the whole ordeal that makes me so uncomfortable and grateful at the same time?Then the answer came to me.
Are you the friend this swanky place belongs to?I typed.
My heart was beating fast as I stared at the send button. I had such a good thing going on there. Then I caught a glimpse of the time on the screen.
I inhaled sharply. It was 2:05 p.m. I had slept for over fifteen hours.Holy shit.I hadn’t done that since before medical school. Suddenly, I felt so energized. I could’ve skipped to the hospital and worked another full shift plus night call. Yet I didn’t have to report to my shift until 5:45 a.m. the next day.
So I scratched my head, thinking.Do I want my snarky question to offend Dr. Sparrow and make him ask me to leave?
I took in a deep breath through my nostrils in an effort to control my impulses, and as I forced the air out, I tapped Send. Once my sassy question hit the airwaves, I hurried into the kitchen to scavenge up something to eat. As soon as I stepped into the spectacular space, I gasped while coming to an abrupt stop.
“No way,” I whispered.
I so wish I hadn’t sent that message.
Warm chafing dishes held a delectable continental breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, and blueberry crepes with a side of chilled cream. Another fresh bouquet of flowers was on the island. The previous night’s bundle had been white roses, but the new ones were pink.
Then my phone dinged.Shit. He replied.
“Please don’t make me leave,” I repeated.
I pulled my shoulders back, ready to take the consequences of my actions like an adult.
The penthouse belongs to a friend.Enjoy yourself. J Sparrow
All the tensionin my body released as I sighed with relief. I could stay. I shook my hands thankfully above my head, eyes to the sky.Yes, I can stay.
