He was about a head taller than me. Dark brown hair, deep brown eyes, and full round lips. His name was...What was it? I had one of those moments where my heart began to race and I began to think of all the crazy things I've heard of starting like this.
'He walked into the house, still and silent. No one was around, but he could feel a presence. Just as he heard the creek of the floorboards, he turned too late and was knocked unconscious." Then you end up chained in some weirdo's basement for three months. Or in an tub full of ice minus one kidney.
The hours were passing by as fast as molasses. James sat there listening to some underling drone on and on about the approaching conference.
"So, if all goes well I'll be checking out that vista from that vacant 14th floor office, huh, Mr. Jeffers?"
Edward stared into James' expressionless ocean-like eyes.
Kaden walked in the door without a smile on his face.
"Take that off," He ordered, pointing to my towel. I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard a knock at the door. He pulled the smaller towel from my hair and dropped it to the floor. The cool beads hit my warm back with the nearly twenty inches of thick, moist hair and rolled to my bottom.