Chapter 17The room was still dark as Alex's eyes fluttered open. The curtains hadn't been properly closed and the yellow glow of a streetlight reflected through the crack. When he turned his head, he could just make out the clock radio on the far cabinet showing a few minutes before seven a.m. The air was warm and only a sheet covered his naked body. Sandra was still asleep beside him, her arm stretched loosely over his chest. He could feel her warmth and hear her steady rhythmic breathing. He took a moment to admire her shapely outline, her slim muscular limbs which had so recently been intertwined with his own. He carefully lifted her arm to enable him to escape, slipping from under the sheet. As he collected his clothes and reached the door, he looked back at the bed and fought the temp
