Chapter 10Ruth propped herself up on an elbow and surveyed her surroundings, which an hour—or two?—before had been a blur amid all the passionate kissing and shedding of clothes.
What Samuel had described as the “rooms above the shop” turned out to be a stunning loft apartment with an open floorplan and exposed-beamed ceiling, tastefully decorated in classic-contemporary style. The mood of the place, she noted, mirrored that of the shop below, with its wood accents, warm lighting, and exposed brick. To Ruth, it felt both grand and cozy at the same time.
She heard soft clanking sounds coming from the opposite side of the large open space and sat up, drawing the covers up around her.
“Have I been abandoned already?” she called out.
“Not on your life, good woman!” Samuel shouted. “Just ro
