hrough the gap in the curtains, burning Cal

, her thighs felt bruised, and there was a dull, throbbing so

. The ripped dress.

the massive bed. It was empty. The sheets

ned. Steam billowed o

r droplets clung to the hair on his chest, trailing down

e pulled the sheet up to h

shamed. He didn't look apologetic. He look

k to business-casual, as if he were

ked. Her voice was hoarse

e gestured to the floor. "Y

t was unrecognizable. Panic flared in her che

o the closet, ignoring her request for privacy, and

akfast is in th

ar and starch. She wrapped the sheet tighter aro

cond, his hand gripping her arm to ste

inch. She shoved him away

grabbed the back of her head, his fingers tangli

r again. Har

. A cornered animal reaction. She clampe

asted

hiss. He touched his lip.

ing. She had just drawn blood from Christ Carls

stammered, trembling.

ngry. His pupils dilated, swallowing the iris. He slowly

t sounded like a complim

rd the living room, where a small foil packet sat next to a glass of water o

-thighs, swallowing her frame. She buttoned it wit

lass table. Next to the water, the foil-wra

nausea. She sat down,

ng sound vibrated

a's

n lit up.

She stared at the name

ng something on a tablet,

n the roo