Karma by Donna Augustine

Author:Donna Augustine
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Horror, Paranormal & Urban, Dark Fantasy, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Strong Hold Publishing
Published: 2014-07-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

I hadn't spoken the entire way back to South Carolina. He probably thought I was doing it to be mean. It was a kindness. When we pulled into the drive of the beachfront mansion I'd picked him up from the other day, I was at least calm enough to talk. Maybe not pleasantly, but it was an improvement.

“And what if I wanted to stay at my place? What's so much better about yours?” Besides a few thousand square feet, probably a lot more bedrooms, what looked to be a wraparound deck and, well, whatever. It was still his so it wasn't that great.

“Besides the obvious reasons, I've got more bedrooms.”

“So what?”

“So, I don't want to sleep on your couch like a homeless person.”

We pulled into the garage. If I had plans to stay on, I might have a bone to pick with Harold over pay discrepancy. Fate was living like a CEO while I existed on a hot dog budget—and not even good hot dogs but the value packs.

I begrudgingly got out of the car and followed him. Inside, the place actually seemed warm and inviting. I could imagine resting on one of the brown leather sofas near the huge stone fireplace. Relaxing while I watched the waves break through one of the many sets of French doors that lined the eastern wall, facing the ocean. Even the high pile area rug on the knotty rustic wood floors appealed to me.

“Who was your decorator?”

“I was.”

Sure you were.

“We need to lay down some ground rules.”

“Tread softly. I don't even want to be here.” I looked over at him and couldn't stop my eyes from rolling. Was he going to be one of those people? Don't do this, don't do that, don't touch this. He didn't seem the type, but you never knew.

“I think it's best if we share a bed.”

My stomach did a flip-flop and my pulse instantly ratcheted up. “I'm not sleeping with you.” There. I got it out. Unless you kiss me into submission. Oh no, where did that come from? I'm a harlot. I'd died and become a slut.

“I'm not asking you to have sex with me, just sleep next to me. I think it will help tap into what's left of your human psyche.” He walked over to one of the couches that wasn't far from me, where he couldn't seem to stop himself from leaning his hip. He crossed his arms in front of him while he waited for me to respond.

“Oh.” That was kind of disappointing. It was one thing for me to think it was a bad idea but I still wanted him to want me. Why didn't he want me? I was a cute dead chick.

“It's not that you aren't attractive, it's just not a good idea.”

I wanted to crawl under a rock. He could tell I was disappointed? “When have I ever expressed any interest in sleeping with you? I really don't need a soft let down talk. I should be giving you the soft let down.

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