Decadent Desires by Tawny Weber

Author:Tawny Weber [Weber, Tawny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Karma Café, Book 3
Publisher: Tawny Weber
Published: 2018-01-18T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Oh. My. God.

What had happened?

What the hell was that?

Moving as silently as she could—more silently than she’d realized she was capable—Rose slipped out of the bed. Ignoring modesty, she scooped clothing as she hurried, bare butt naked, from the room. Holding her breath, clutching the bundle against her chest, she stopped at the bedroom door just long enough to look back and make sure Sam was still asleep.

Oh, he was so gorgeous.

Pure, delicious masculine beauty.

Those muscles, that skin. The combination was like silk over granite. She wet her lips and gave herself as long as a heartbeat to regret leaving him.

Then she walked out and quietly shut the door.

And leaned against the wood, her clothes still clutched tight and her heart racing.

But her mind wouldn’t—couldn’t—settle. Too much had happened, so much she didn’t understand.

Deep breaths, she finally told herself. Deep breaths and get some damned clothes on.

So she sucked in one long slow breath and held it. She let it out and tried another. By the third, she was able to push away from the door and, clothes still clenched tight, stumble for the bathroom.

A part of her wanted to throw her stuff on and scurry out of the apartment before she saw Sam again. She could probably even get out of the café without having to face anyone. To just pretend it was all a dream.

But something inside her, something newly awoken in a flash of unexplained light, demanded that she face it with her eyes wide open.

So Rose bundled her hair high on her head and took a warm shower. She simply focused on the feel of the water sluicing over her skin instead of the thoughts and questions still circling. On the scent of verbena from the soap sliding like silk over her body instead of the fears sparked by those questions. She put all her thoughts on the air, warm with steam, as it filled her lungs instead of on vague memories.

Ten minutes later, dressed, tidy and ready to face the questions in her mind, she stepped out of the bathroom. And blinked in surprise. She’d figured Sam would be out here by now, waiting.

Instead, she frowned at the door she herself had closed. Was he still in there? He wouldn’t have just left the apartment, would he?

No. She might not be completely sure of what had happened, but she was positive that Sam had too much integrity to sneak out on her.

Which meant that she had however long it took until Sam came out to think things through.

To figure out what had happened.

She dropped onto the couch, letting her head fall back onto the fuzzy cushion, and closed her eyes.

And, now that her head was clear, opened her mind to the experience. Somehow it was easier to think about what had happened if it was dark.

Not the sex.

That she could happily relive—in her mind or in person—a million times over. That’d been incredible. Sam had been incredible. He’d made her feel incredible.

But not quite incredible enough to get past the rest of what had happened.

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