No more texts… Part 11
A fear overcame her as she dressed. Carlos’s life was in danger because of her. She ran outside to her neighbor’s door and banged on it. The intruder was there for her.
A fear overcame her as she dressed. Carlos’s life was in danger because of her. She ran outside to her neighbor’s door and banged on it. The intruder was there for her.
Her heart thumped with excitement when he reached behind and unsnapped the hook of the lace bra that accentuated her size 36D.
Sabrina led Carlos into her sanctuary and locked the door.
“Okay! Okay! I will tell you,” Sabrina surrendered her silence to Carlos’s nudge to divulge her thoughts to words. “It happened last Saturday before I left your shop. I called you to tell you that I was leaving to go to lunch with my friend, and when you didn’t answer, I knocked on the door. …
The touch sent electrified sparks all over Sabrina’s skin. The neurons transmitted information throughout her body, caused shivers of excitement and butterfly fluttered stomach.
What Sabrina saw, taunted her every night. There was only one way to get that vision out of her thoughts. She decided to call Carlos and figure out a way to meet with him to talk. She wrote a text hi but refused to hit the send button. What if he didn’t respond? She was a little …
Sabrina knocked on the door to let Carlos know that she was leaving. He did not respond to the knock, so she opened the door and peeked in and what she saw shocked her.
Motto: Restores to Intended Use.
Sabrina inhaled deep breaths of hope and exhaled the carbonated air of despair, and it blew away behind her like the pollution emitted from her car.
Sabrina got dressed in jeans and a blouse she manipulate off the shoulders as low as she dared.