ut tighter, hoping the pain will disappear, but it only gets worse. The sunlight streaming throu
ment doesn't g
. expensive. Really expensive. The ceiling above me is at least twelve feet high with fancy molding that probably costs more than my rent. The sheets beneath
r, my voice cracking like
see more now. Floor-to-ceiling windows show a view of the Las Vegas Strip that you definitely can't
rry. My cheap black dress that I bought on sale at Target, my discount store heels that gave me bliste
y left hand that mak
ding
g light and throws rainbows across the silk sheets. It's the kind of ring tha
hat will make the ring disappear. It doesn't
ne bottle on the nightstand, empty. Two glasses, both with lipstick stains. A
What happen
everyone else looked like they belonged in the business world. I remember the networking mixer where I nursed one drink all
e I was the only person in the room. The one who bought me a drink when he saw
. Wher
is closed, and I can hear water running. Someone is in there. Someone is in the s
f here. I need to leave before whoever is in that bathroom comes out and I have to face what I
from the bed. My hair looks like I stuck my finger in an electrical socket. My make
wer tur
rble, and I know I have about thirty seconds before my mystery husband walks
e marble floor like tiny hammers. My hands shake so badly I c
m door open
omewhere
o the same voice that whispered sweet things in my ear last night. The same voice
y, and my breath ca
droplets roll down his chest like they're taking their time to explore every muscle. His dark hair is wet
's that he's looking at me like he knows exactly who I am. Like he remem
y something, anythin
n his left shoulder that I definitely don't remember from la
married nam
to ask, then realize how stupid
t. Controlled. Dangerous. "That makes two of us. But apparently, we got married
the fancy dining table. Official-looking papers with s
be happening
ough that I can smell his soap and see the water still clinging
ent from complicated to completely insane. But there's something in his eyes, something
thing he's n
though part of me is t
for the first time. "Rowen Knight. An
ds a chill down my spine. But it's the look in his eyes that reall
what he wants