ht slipped through the gap in the fl

f Egyptian cotton sheets smelling

headache pounding behind her temples while every

d her fingertips brushed

file inches away. Messy black hair fell across his forehead, an

r mind-her tearing off his buttons, her calli

back a scream, her fingers shaking violently. To escape her drugged state and ruined

a low breath in his sleep, h

d off the edge of the mattress. As soon as her bare feet touched the floor, her knees bu

remains of her couture weddin

from the night before, and threw it on. She buttoned it all the way up, the hem b

or, she unzipped it with trembling hands and

two crumpled hundred-dollar bill

and fifty do

for her years ago and told her to keep secret, no matter what happened. There was enough on it to book a flight out of the cou

t the man sleeping on the bed. Even unconscious,

f Noir's gold-trimmed stationery, and scribbled across it with a sha

e three bills and the note down on the cente

scular arm across the mattress. Finding the space besid

hing her bag, she bolted barefoot to the suite door, tur

vy fire exit door and ran down the cold concret

hot tears finally stung her eyes. She wiped her face roughly with the

Airport,

, thirty floors above in Suite 308, Fult