Covert Interview by Marciassa Missy

Author:Marciassa, Missy [Marciassa, Missy]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2014-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Elle had never felt numbness like this: it was a numbness that seemed to sink into her skin, through her muscles, and settle into her very bones. It set in with the click of the door shutting behind Preston. The numbness pervaded her body even as she wrapped herself up tight in her sheets and curled up in her bed.

She knew the score. What the hell was the matter with Preston? Had he just gotten tired of her? He hadn’t acted that way. If she closed her eyes, she could still feel his hands on her skin, him inside of her. Now he was gone. And he wasn’t coming back. Whether his op took him months or not, Elle knew, with a certainty, that he wasn’t walking back through her doorway again.

Maybe they would see each other at the agency. She wasn’t even supposed to be at the agency except for special circumstances. He damn well knew that, which meant he must know it wasn’t going to happen. And he had stridden out the door with seemingly no effort. Elle squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on the sting in them until it lessened.

When she opened her eyes again, they fell on Lyle’s business card. Preston had dug that business card out of the trash- another man’s card- and told her to call him. He was actually trying to fix her up with someone else. Elle ripped the card to pieces before letting them drift down into the wastebasket. She sure as hell didn’t need Preston’s help to find another guy, dammit. If she wanted another guy, she could find one.

Elle jumped up out of bed, not caring that the sheets fell, leaving her standing butt naked. No one was there to see her. She was all alone.

She needed to take a shower.

Elle hurried to the bathroom. It was still misty from Preston’s shower. The tiles were wet, but she stepped on them anyway. She felt unclean all of a sudden, even though Preston always wore a condom. She turned on the water, jumping slightly when the freezing blast hit her. The cold water seemed to crack the bone-deep numbness that pervaded her. The water warmed up fast as she soaped herself, scrubbing her skin as steam rose around her, enveloping her, and further melting some of the numbness inside.

She squeezed her burning eyes shut before putting her head directly under the stream of water to soak her hair. Elle didn’t know why her hands were shaking as she reached for the shampoo, squeezing out far more than she needed to soap her hair up, keeping her eyes closed so the suds wouldn’t get in them. She practically scoured her scalp with her fingernails but couldn’t get herself to ease up, wanting to wash away the feel of his fingers in her hair from when he was stroking her hair while dumping her like she was an- an- an unwanted leftover.

The first sob burst out of her throat, startling her with its occurrence and its intensity, but once the first one escaped, more followed.

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