DEBT by Jessica Gadziala

Author:Jessica Gadziala [Gadziala, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-05T04:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

Prue

I woke up alone and disoriented. I shot up, realizing I was completely naked in an unfamiliar room, the sun streaming in through the sheer-covered windows. Then it slowly came back to me: the hot tub, Byron, the cabana, the sex, the snuggling after. I had passed out on him! More than that, but he had sneaked out without me having noticed. I reached out and touched the spot next to me, finding it cool. He had been gone for a while.

I didn't bother looking around seeing as there was literally nowhere for him to hide out.

I sat up, immediately going toward the cabinet where the towels were stacked and wrapping one around my naked body, noticing soreness in places I hadn't been sore in a long time, or ever. When I turned, I noticed a colorful pile on the small counter in the kitchenette. I walked over to find my still-damp clothes from the night before, neatly folded. But beside them, a pile of dry, fresh clothes. My clothes. From my closet. There was a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, a white button-up, bra, panties, and a pair of white flats. I reached for them, saying a silent prayer that Byron was the one to bring them in instead of farming the task out. How the hell had I slept through someone coming and going?

Dressed, I wrapped up my wet clothes in the towel and made my way back toward the house, feeling off-kilter because I had no idea what time of day it was and if anyone was milling around to see me doing my sort-of walk of shame. I went in the back door and slipped right into the laundry room, putting my clothes and towel in a basket because the machines were already in use. I moved back into the hall, ducking into the kitchen and finding Ella there, steadily chopping something for, I presumed, lunch. A glance at the clock on the stove told me it was after ten.

Ten.

I never slept to ten. Ever.

"You feeling alright, sweetheart?" Ella asked, her back to me as I moved toward the coffee pot.

"Ah, yeah..." I said, unsure why she was asking.

"Byron said you were sleeping in and not to disturb you. I figured you must not be feeling well."

"Oh, no. I'm fine. I was just... tired," I half-lied. "Did he get his coffee yet today?" I asked as I reached for another mug.

"Three hours ago."

Three hours ago.

So he must have left me sometime before seven.

"I'll bring him a fresh cup," I said, distractedly, as I moved back toward the hallway. He left me before seven? I wasn't sure if I was supposed to feel almost a little upset about that fact. Was he ashamed to be caught with me? Or was he maybe being considerate in letting me keep the affair between the two of us?

I let myself into his office after placing my own cup on a cabinet in the hall, eyes landing on him immediately as I walked in, taking in the crisp, clean suit and the freshly-shaved face.

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