Twenty Five
By the time they made it back to Seattle, Sophie was feeling queasy. She was wound up so tight, she could not think straight. They only had two hours before she was to meet Bruce at her coffee shop. She took a deep breath and said, "Guys, can we please go to my apartment first? I'd like to freshen up." She actually wanted to tell them to do this, but she was never good at ordering. That was James. And now she knew Richard to be the same. They could not ask if their life depended on it. She wondered how they would have fared if they had found themselves in a situation like she was in with John. But then she knew how men like James and Richard would fare. They were men who would break before they bent to someone else's whims. She was not like them. She bent. Every single time. And she hated
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