Paperback or one of her e-books on her Sony Reader, didn’t matter as long as it was something hot. After her encounter at the hospital, she needed a cold shower, but in her heated condition, it wouldn’t stay cold for long or cool her off. The heat she was in wasn’t something that the outside temperature could help. She was warm to her core. Warm and wanting and she needed to hold on to the sensual vibe for as long as possible since she didn’t know when she’d stumble upon it again. Donna shrugged out of her light trench, toed off her pumps, and hung her keys on the pegboard behind the front door after she locked it. Padding through the apartment, she disrobed further until she reached her bedroom in just her panties and bra, not even bothering to check her messages or flip on the halogen lamp beside her much-loved recliner. She needed to wind down in the worst way and didn’t want to know what was going on in the outside world right now. Whoever had called could wait. Donna trudged back into the living room to check on and feed her fish.
