Steven didn’t say a single word for the twenty-two-minute drive from the strip club to his building. He didn’t speak when we parked. He didn’t speak in the elevator on the way up to the apartment. My hands shook as I followed him down the hall to his door. When he stood back and allowed me to enter first, the tension nearly cramped my muscles as I stepped over the threshold. I hit the closed bedroom door with such force that I actually heard it creak, as if the hinges might give way at the strain. The hand on the back of my neck had given me just enough warning so I turned my head before I hit the door dead-on. Instead, a searing pain on the side of my head made my vision swim. Before I could react, Steven had jerked the knob, and I fell into the bedroom. Scrambling to get away from him, I barely managed to stay on my feet. I had nowhere to run, I knew that, but I continued to back away, delaying the inevitable.“Where the hell were you?” he asked, finally breaking the silence.
What do You think about Destiny (Waiting For Forever)?
