Accidental Slave by Claire Thompson

Author:Claire Thompson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: m/f bdsm
Published: 2012-10-14T23:15:51+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The persistent buzzing finally penetrated a deep sleep. Elizabeth struggled to come awake,

reaching for her alarm clock. With eyes still shut, she found and depressed the off button, but the

buzzing continued.

Full consciousness returned and she sat up in bed, trying to identify the sound. It was her

intercom—someone was downstairs in the lobby of her building, someone to see her. She looked

at the clock, shocked to see it was after six in the evening. She’d spent the entire day in a

drunken sleep, hiding from her problems, hiding from the world. Now, it seemed, the world was

trying to find her.

She stumbled out of bed, hurrying into the living room toward her front door. She depressed

the button on the intercom box, her voice breathless. “Yes?”

“Elizabeth. Are you all right?”

“Cole? Is that you?”

“Yes, I’m sorry, yes. It’s me. I hope I haven’t overstepped by just coming over, but when

you didn’t answer your cell and they told me you’d left the office quite a few hours earlier—

gone home sick, your secretary said—well, I was worried, based on what you had to face this

morning. So, you’re okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine.” Her response was automatic and not entirely honest. She took a breath and

tried to clear her head. She wasn’t used to drinking so much, and certainly not in the middle of

the day. What had she been thinking? “Come on up. I’ll buzz you in. I’m on the third floor,

second apartment on the left.”

She pressed the lock release button, holding it down for a good five seconds to give him

time to get in. She hurried to the bathroom and splashed her face with cold water, gargled with

some mouthwash and ran her fingers through her disheveled hair. She looked awful, her eyes

puffy and red, the mark of a wrinkled sheet down one cheek like a scar.

She was still wearing the blouse from her suit and a half-slip. She rushed into the bedroom,

took off the slip and pulled on some jeans. The doorbell sounded and she went to open it,

figuring she looked as good as she was going to at that point.

Cole stood at the door with a large box of chocolates with red ribbon around it. “For you.”

He held it out to her.

She took it, laughing. “How did you know I’m on a special chocolate diet?”

“Never met a woman who wasn’t,” he teased. She led him in, feeling better than she had all

day. Somehow when Cole appeared, things didn’t seem quite so bleak.

“Nice place.” He looked around. “Cozy.”

Elizabeth set the chocolates down on the coffee table in front of the loveseat. “You mean

tiny. But yeah, I like it. Thanks.” They stood smiling at one another. Then Cole held out his arms

and she stepped into them, grateful for his firm, masculine embrace. He didn’t try to kiss her,

perhaps sensing she only wanted to be held at that moment.

She leaned against him, feeling at least for the moment protected and safe. The whole

hideous situation leapt into her mind and tears sprang into her eyes. What a mess everything was.

She pulled back with a sigh.

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