8
Ransom
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I woke up to the chirp of my cell phone. I knew it might be Reece and that he was probably worried sick, after yesterday. Not to mention, I hadn’t shown up to work today. But, I wasn’t ready to talk.
After a few more seconds, the ringing stopped and I rolled onto my side.
With my eyes still closed, I reached across the bed, encountering soft, warm flesh. Her hip. I wanted to slide my hand down that long, lovely thigh, or move upward, dip into the hollow of her waist, brushing against the heavy weight of her breast. But, I’d made a promise to her, and come hell or high-water, I’d keep it. So, I kept my hand where it was.
Given the unusual circumstances of the night before, I’d fallen asleep almost instantly, waking only half a dozen times or so. Hailey had been there
