I was so close to running away, but then what would I do? Who would have expected that my first time would be like this? I pressed the button for the penthouse suite and waited. Jacob's voice crackled through the speaker. “Yes?” “It's Rachel.” He didn't say anything more. I heard a faint click as the door unlocked. Pulling it open I stepped quickly over the threshold. A small bell dinged as the doors of an elevator swept open, I moved towards it, stepping inside. I made use of the short journey upwards to take a few deep breaths, trying to calm down a little. My reflection stared back at me from the mirrors that lined the walls of the small box; I looked as scared as I felt. The elevator came smoothly to a stop, the doors sweeping opened without a sound. The entrance hall was empty, as was the living room. I stood in the middle of the floor and waited. Soft footsteps alerted me to his arrival, as he padded down another corridor towards me. He was still dressed in the smart trousers and shirt he'd been wearing earlier, but he'd discarded the suit jacket somewhere.
