Because the Night (The Night Songs Collection) by Strassel Kristen

Author:Strassel, Kristen [Strassel, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Foreword Literary
Published: 2013-11-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty Nine

A warm splash of sun caressed my face. It blazed in the windows which covered the whole east wall, overlooking the city below. Stretching and blinking away sleep, I opened my eyes and found myself in a room I’d never seen before. The sleek design and windows looked like Tristan’s house. I’m sure there were many rooms in his house I’d never seen. There was still so much I didn’t know about him.

I sat bolt upright, my heart still racing harder than it ever had. As the blankets and silky sheets fell away, I realized I wore a black T shirt that didn’t belong to me. I could feel the weave of the soft fabric and I brought it up to my face. Vanilla. Tristan. I inhaled his scent which still clung to my body. My clothes from the night before, dress, jacket, barrette, and shoes, were neatly folded in the chair in the corner.

Right away I noticed how good I felt; better than I had in a long time. The exhaustion I’d suffered through for weeks seemed so distant. I hadn’t known what was going to happen this morning. Had I tried to go home without a sleepover, I would have literally had to leave on my hands and knees like Tristan promised. I sighed as I looked over the other side of the empty bed. I’d never be able to wake up and look at Tristan’s face bathed in sunlight in the morning as he slept. It felt so empty. I realized the sheets on the vacant side seemed a bit rumpled and indented. Had he been here?

His absence was a harsh reminder that I needed to rejoin the human race. Next to me was a glass of water, just as still as everything else in the house, and a note.

Good Morning Beautiful —

You were certainly full of surprises last night. I enjoyed every minute of it. I stayed and watched you sleep as long as I could. I am sure you understand why I can’t be with you when you wake up.

XX

I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. I hugged the note to my chest. Still sitting in bed, I looked out the huge wall of windows at the city below. The sunlight refracted off of the buildings, throwing rainbows in all directions. Was it because I’d never looked at the city from above at this time of day, or was everything amplified? I looked down at the note again. I could literally see the ink above the paper. I slid out of bed and padded over to the window. My feet sunk into the plush carpet. Either this was really good carpet, or everything was more sensitive. I examined the prisms of sunlight bouncing off of all the windows of the other hotels, only interrupted in my sight line but the dust dancing and swirling in the air.

I pressed my face against the glass and could smell the residue of the Windex and paper towels used to clean it.

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