Chapter Twenty
Her blue eye’s bolted open and for a moment she did not know where she was. Staring up through the panes of glass of Mal’s loft at twinkling stars, she remembered and calmed, wondering where he was.
Pushing the down comforter from her body, she quickly sat on the edge of the bed, found her white socks and placed them on her feet. Dragging her work boots over to her feet, she yanked them on, laced them up and stood.
Feeling uncomfortable and not knowing why, she wanted her own bed and her own surroundings and felt a sense of urgency as she remembered her Levi horse jacket slung on the chair near his office area.
As she moved across the loft every moment of the incredible evening that she had shared with the brilliant artist strung along her mind.
Reaching her jacket, she
