Breaking Ice (The Jendari Book 2) by Delwyn Jenkins

Author:Delwyn Jenkins [Jenkins, Delwyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2017-09-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

After a sleepless night and a crying jag she was embarrassed to admit to, Winter forced herself out of bed and got on with her day. She spent the morning in Central Park interviewing street vendors for a commissioned article she was writing, but her head wasn’t in the game.

She walked through the park, heading for the south exit. She tried to enjoy the early-fall beauty of her surroundings, but her mind was too busy for anything but dodging tourists.

All she could think about was last night and the things she could have done differently. Talk about highs and lows. Seeing Kasim in his lepardine form was an experience so magical she still couldn’t quite believe it was real. Even thinking about it made her whole body hum with incredulous joy, and she wanted repeat the experience. Far more than was wise.

And then there was the sex. Being bound wasn’t her gig, but laying naked and exposed on her bed while Kasim made love to her had been the most erotic experience of her life. He’d been tender, intense, sweet, demanding, and everything in between.

And then she’d pushed him. She’d asked for something he either couldn’t or wouldn’t give, and he’d fled her apartment with speed that made her dizzy. And he’d made it clear to her that his departure would be permanent. On such a short acquaintance, his absence shouldn’t have mattered. But it did.

His touch still lingered on her skin, and she missed him with an ache that hurt her insides.

But she couldn’t regret her choices. If she was to have a relationship—with anyone—she had to be able to speak freely. She had to be able to have her needs met. And if Kasim wouldn’t listen to her, if he couldn’t meet her halfway, then perhaps it was better to cut things off now. Before she tangled herself any deeper.

Christ on crutch. What a mess.

Merging with the fast-paced foot traffic, Winter put her body on autopilot while her mind chewed over her current problems. She took the subway, got off at West 23rd, and made her way up Seventh Avenue.

This was the heart of the garment district and it was frantic during business hours, even by New York standards. Winter dodged and weaved her way along the sidewalk until she came to a little hole-in-the-wall café. Stepping through the narrow doorway into a long, equally narrow room, Winter headed to the back of the eatery. The front section was set up with tables and chairs, where people could see and be seen. The back section was filled with padded booths and offered somewhere quiet to talk.

Winter was meeting one of her best friends and, while the conversation she wanted to have wasn’t secret, she didn’t want any eavesdroppers hearing anything.

Winter took her notebook out of her purse and worked while she waited for her friend to arrive.

Melody was an up and comer in the world of haute couture. She’d studied at the prestigious Parsons School of Design and in the five years since graduation, she’d worked almost around the clock to establish herself.

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