home of a stranger, one who had held her in his arms for longer than was necessary, one who had touched her whenever he could get away with it, one who harbored thoughts involving her naked body in his arms. A stranger who didn’t want to let her leave, now even less than ever.
I wondered whether she remembered me holding her tight when the pain had struck her. I could still feel her body clinging to me, and this thought alone filled me with desire. It was better not to think of it.
“Do you want me to get you your suitcases so that you can wear your own clothes?” I suggested.
“That’s very nice of you, but I don’t really want to impose any more than I already am.”
“No imposition at all, unless you prefer running around in a t-shirt,” I tried myself at another joke.
She blushed and I realized I had gone too far.
Idiot! Now you’ve made her aware that she’s basically half-naked! You’re going to scare her! Why couldn’t I just have kept my mouth shut for once? Why did I have to be funny?
She was obviously looking for words to hurl back at me for my insensitive remark, but I didn’t want her to get a chance.
“I’ll get the suitcases later today. Will that be ok?”
She nodded.
I concentrated on drawing her blood and didn’t look at her face again, worried she would be angry with me, or worse, frightened.
I saw the locker key on the coffee table and put it into my pocket. Then I lifted the tray with the instruments and the blood and got up from the couch.
“I’ll go analyze this in the lab. I’ll be a little while. Do you need anything before I go downstairs?”
I didn’t look directly at her.
“No, I’m fine.” Had she launched insults at me it couldn’t have been any worse. When a woman said fine, I knew from experience she meant anything but fine. I had blown it. She hated me.
Without another word I went downstairs and hoped my work would distract me for a few hours.
5. Annette’s Discoveries
He couldn’t get away from me fast enough. I was sure as soon as he had analyzed the blood and it was all clear, he would find an excuse to get rid of me. No wonder he was so eager to get my suitcases for me. The sooner I was dressed the sooner … I couldn’t finish the thought. I was getting to be too much of a bother for him. I could tell he had been annoyed with me when he had found me on the kitchen floor.
He probably had women lined up wanting to date him. I suddenly realized that today was Saturday. What if he had a date for tonight? What handsome and successful man didn’t?
And he was handsome, sexy, kind, and probably quite successful as a doctor. His place certainly looked like it was state of the art when in came to fixtures and furnishings. I knew a thing or two about these things as an avid Home and Garden TV viewer. The concrete floor wasn’t my taste, but I knew it was in. I loved the kitchen and his top of the line appliances. I wondered whether he cooked much, considering his kitchen was basically restaurant quality.
I had also been surprised about the fabulous bathroom. It lacked a bathtub, but I knew men preferred showers and the magnificent shower certainly made up for the lack of a tub. The shower was tiled from top to bottom with a stone I didn’t recognize. It had different hues of greens. The counter with the large sink was made of white marble which I thought had gone out of fashion lately, but I still liked it.
There was lots of indirect lighting in his entire apartment. It was cleverly done in a way to simulate natural light, because except for the large skylight over the living room, there was not a single window in his place. He didn’t strike me as somebody who didn’t like light, so his choice of abode was somewhat strange.
There were other odd things I had noticed in my short time at his place. When I had gotten up to try to get something to drink, I had opened the fridge. It was filled with raw steaks, at least a
I wondered whether she remembered me holding her tight when the pain had struck her. I could still feel her body clinging to me, and this thought alone filled me with desire. It was better not to think of it.
“Do you want me to get you your suitcases so that you can wear your own clothes?” I suggested.
“That’s very nice of you, but I don’t really want to impose any more than I already am.”
“No imposition at all, unless you prefer running around in a t-shirt,” I tried myself at another joke.
She blushed and I realized I had gone too far.
Idiot! Now you’ve made her aware that she’s basically half-naked! You’re going to scare her! Why couldn’t I just have kept my mouth shut for once? Why did I have to be funny?
She was obviously looking for words to hurl back at me for my insensitive remark, but I didn’t want her to get a chance.
“I’ll get the suitcases later today. Will that be ok?”
She nodded.
I concentrated on drawing her blood and didn’t look at her face again, worried she would be angry with me, or worse, frightened.
I saw the locker key on the coffee table and put it into my pocket. Then I lifted the tray with the instruments and the blood and got up from the couch.
“I’ll go analyze this in the lab. I’ll be a little while. Do you need anything before I go downstairs?”
I didn’t look directly at her.
“No, I’m fine.” Had she launched insults at me it couldn’t have been any worse. When a woman said fine, I knew from experience she meant anything but fine. I had blown it. She hated me.
Without another word I went downstairs and hoped my work would distract me for a few hours.
5. Annette’s Discoveries
He couldn’t get away from me fast enough. I was sure as soon as he had analyzed the blood and it was all clear, he would find an excuse to get rid of me. No wonder he was so eager to get my suitcases for me. The sooner I was dressed the sooner … I couldn’t finish the thought. I was getting to be too much of a bother for him. I could tell he had been annoyed with me when he had found me on the kitchen floor.
He probably had women lined up wanting to date him. I suddenly realized that today was Saturday. What if he had a date for tonight? What handsome and successful man didn’t?
And he was handsome, sexy, kind, and probably quite successful as a doctor. His place certainly looked like it was state of the art when in came to fixtures and furnishings. I knew a thing or two about these things as an avid Home and Garden TV viewer. The concrete floor wasn’t my taste, but I knew it was in. I loved the kitchen and his top of the line appliances. I wondered whether he cooked much, considering his kitchen was basically restaurant quality.
I had also been surprised about the fabulous bathroom. It lacked a bathtub, but I knew men preferred showers and the magnificent shower certainly made up for the lack of a tub. The shower was tiled from top to bottom with a stone I didn’t recognize. It had different hues of greens. The counter with the large sink was made of white marble which I thought had gone out of fashion lately, but I still liked it.
There was lots of indirect lighting in his entire apartment. It was cleverly done in a way to simulate natural light, because except for the large skylight over the living room, there was not a single window in his place. He didn’t strike me as somebody who didn’t like light, so his choice of abode was somewhat strange.
There were other odd things I had noticed in my short time at his place. When I had gotten up to try to get something to drink, I had opened the fridge. It was filled with raw steaks, at least a
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