Page 78 of Poisoned Promise
Every touch against my body reminds me of him.
Felix.
The way he kissed me until my lips ached.
The way he held me close like I was the most precious thing in his life.
The way he worshipped my body and left just enough marks that I’m all decorated like he owns me.
The way he held me up and fucked me like I was weightless.
It all compounds into a light feeling in my chest and I find myself smiling without meaning to. Maybe Felix is right. Maybe there is a chance we can be together.
Would it really be so bad?
Spending time together, safe in his presence, tucked away in some secret Manor somewhere.
As long as it’s far away from here and all the pain Alex has endured then I’ll be happy.
Then, in time, I can tell Felix some of the truth and he’ll get to spend time with his son.
The rest? It can stay dead and buried.
Dragging my hands back over my head, I gather my hair and squeeze the ends until water cascades down over my bare feet. Reminds me of Felix kissing my ankle. In such a short time, he’s reignited that old flame in my soul, one that never truly died out, but I was sure wouldn’t see the light of day ever again.
How wrong I was.
Turning into the spray, I press my face into the flurry of droplets and let my mind drift until something catches my attention.
Under the patter of water droplets against the tiles and the soft hum of the shower, there’s something else. Something high-pitched and constant.
A phone call?
No, it’s too loud.
An alarm?
Oh no.
Leaping from the shower, I manage to grab a towel from the wall and wrap it around myself in one swirl as I wrench open the bathroom door and stumble out into a hallway filled with smoke.
What the hell?
“Ale—!” Taking a deep breath to yell my son’s name, the smoke immediately clogs my throat and I choke while ducking my head away as my eyes sting.
Fire!
Something’s on fire!
Was it me? Did I leave something to cook?
I’m pretty sure I didn’t but the smoke is thick enough that I’m not a hundred percent.
Securing my towel by rolling the edge around my chest, I cover my mouth and nose with my elbow and sprint barefoot down the hall to the bedrooms.
“Alex?! Alex, are you in here? Alex, where are you?!”
Silence greets me in the bedroom and the smoke is thin enough that it only takes me a few seconds to scan the room.
