Full Service Blonde by Megan Edwards

Full Service Blonde by Megan Edwards

Author:Megan Edwards
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction
Publisher: Imbrifex Books
Published: 2017-11-01T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 16

Friday, December 23

The alarm on my cell phone went off at seven. I must have fallen asleep, because it woke me up. But I couldn’t have slept for more than three hours, because David and I stayed up until after three playing backgammon, and I was still wide awake when I went to bed. My arm still hurt, and my brain refused to slow down.

I dragged myself to the bathroom. One look in the mirror told me there was no way I was going to work. The scab on my jaw was far too noticeable, and I had huge dark circles under puffy eyes. A constellation of purple bruises had appeared on my right arm, and my shoulder ached.

I called Chris Farr, got his voice mail, and left a message saying I was sick. It wasn’t quite true, but it didn’t matter. I had to look at least halfway presentable when I picked up Daniel, and that was going to take coffee, Advil, dark circle concealer, and time.

David had left early, and I was happy to have a whole peaceful house to myself for a couple of hours. I turned on some Mozart and took a leisurely bath improved with what I assumed was Rebecca Nussbaum’s ylang-ylang bubbling bath oil. The phone rang while I was in the tub, but this time I wasn’t even tempted to answer it.

The hot bath made my shoulder feel much better, and afterward I made coffee and sat down at David’s kitchen table in my sweats. Thank God for David, I thought, and I wondered how I could ever thank him enough for letting me stay at his house and for taking care of me after my awful experience. A Christmas present didn’t seem quite right, even if I called it a Hanukkah gift. I finally decided I’d get him something nice for New Year’s. Something to wish him a happy new life, since it looked like his marriage really was on the road to nevermore.

But mostly, as I sat there in David’s kitchen, I was thinking about Daniel. Even with my cut and bruises, I still felt that kind of anticipation you only feel when someone you’ve been longing for is about to arrive. While I was in the bath, I had let that delicious, tingly feeling take hold of my belly and spread out all over my body. It stayed with me while I dried off, and it didn’t go away when I put on my clothes. As I sat imagining our reunion, it grew even more intense. I’d often gotten pretty excited when Daniel and I were online, but there was nothing like the real thing—real bodies, real contact.

By the time I left to pick up my Christmas gifts and go to the airport, I felt almost completely normal. Except for the cut on my chin, my face looked pretty good, and I was glad it was long-sleeves weather. None of my bruises would show until I took my sweater off.



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