Heller by JD Nixon

Author:JD Nixon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: romance, relationships, free book, adventure, chick lit
Publisher: JD Nixon
Published: 2012-08-04T15:42:54.670022+00:00

Chapter 18

It was night, or more accurately, early morning when I woke up. My bedside clock’s red digits read 2:23 AM. I rolled over, my body screaming in pain. Unbearably stiff, I knew I wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep for a while. Hot tub, I thought. That might relax my stiff muscles and make me sleepy. I fumbled around for some swimwear, discarding my bikini as impossible to put on with one arm and settled instead for a pair of boardies and a t-shirt. I contorted myself into them, grabbed a towel and, after some rough calculations regarding my painkillers, also grabbed half a bottle of pinot grigio from the fridge.

I climbed the stairs to the roof-top slowly and carefully, not wanting to wake anyone, but also because it was incredibly painful to move. There was bright moonlight that night and I padded over to the kitchenette to find a wine glass, bringing the bottle with me to perch on the edge. Once I was in, I didn’t want to get out to pour myself another glass. But as I approached the hot tub, I noticed a shadow already sitting in it. I recognised the silhouette. Oh shit! It was the very last person on earth I wanted to talk to right then. I froze, wanting to turn around and go back to bed, unsure if I’d been seen. I hadn’t exactly been silent. I half-turned.

“Don’t go, Matilda,” Heller said quietly. “We need to talk.”

“Are you decent?” I demanded, hoping that he would say no so I would have an excuse to leave.

He laughed softly. “Is that a philosophical question? If so, the answer is definitely no. If however, you’re asking me if I am clothed, then the answer is yes. I’m practicing for you being around now.”

I debated in my mind the advisability of getting into the hot tub with him, but in the end my screaming muscles won out. I carefully placed the wine bottle and my glass on its wide edge, and gingerly lifted my legs over the rim. I eased down into the warm, steaming water, being careful to keep my injured arm out, and gave an enormous groan of mixed pain and pleasure. I poured a large glass of wine and drank half of it in one gulp.

“You shouldn’t be drinking while you’re taking those painkillers,” he scolded gently.

“I know, but it’s been long enough since I took them to be okay.” I think.

“Would you like the jets on?”

“Yes, please.” He pushed the button and my body was assailed by powerful bursts of water. It was agonisingly blissful. I rested my head back on the edge and closed my eyes. The wine was already starting to take effect and I could feel my muscles relaxing.

“You have to go back to Mrs Hayek tomorrow,” he ordered casually, completely ruining my mellow.

“No way!”

“Mr Hayek rang me late this afternoon and said he was still occupied with business, and that his wife refused to have any other chaperone except you.

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