Honestly, I miss him, and I know if he was here, I’d feel safe, and that’s saying a lot.
I wish I had his phone number.
I snort, because even if I had it, I wouldn’t have the guts to call him.
Closing my eyes, I picture running into him at a store. He’d be happy to see me, and my heart would flutter. We’d go for coffee somewhere, and I’d finally speak to him.
What would I say?
I think for a moment before I admit to myself that I probably wouldn’t say anything because just being in his presence is overwhelming. I’d be way too shy.
But if I could say something?
I’d admit that I like him and would like to get to know him better.
Letting out a sigh, I sit up and grab the body wash. One good thing about living here, I don’t even have to buy toiletries. Everything is provided by my elusive employer.
What if it was him who came into my room last night?
What if he’s some perverted creep who’s been watching me?
No. I can’t believe Cassia will allow something like that to happen. She’s become my friend and wouldn’t do that to me.
After getting dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt, I untie my hair and brush the strands. My gaze locks on my reflection in the mirror, and I notice I’ve picked up weight and there aren’t dark circles beneath my eyes anymore.
Maybe it was only my imagination. I’ve had vivid nightmares before where it felt like the four men who raped me were in my bedroom.
But last night wasn’t like that.
Still, it could just be my overactive imagination.
Things have been amazing since I started working here. I can eat whatever I want. I don’t have to interact with people I don’t like. I’ve made a friend.
God, I’ve made a friend. That alone is a miracle, never mind the pay.
I counted the money in the handbag, and there were another three thousand dollars. The money is currently shoved in between my mattress and the base of the bed.
I should go into town and deposit it into my bank account, but that would mean I have to leave the house.
I’ll ask Cassia if I’m allowed to take time off when she comes over tomorrow.
I set down the brush, and picking up my phone, I leave the bathroom and crawl into bed.
Knowing sleep won’t come easily tonight, I once again try to get into the K-drama.
ENZO
Checking the security feed from the lakehouse, I see Jenna is still awake, watching something on her phone.
Just do it.
Instead of turning left at an intersection, I go right toward Tower.
You don’t have to tell her everything tonight, just that you own the house and want a better life for her.
I’m sure she’ll be okay with that, and it won’t freak her out. Once I’ve made her fall in love with me, I can tell her the rest.
Happy with the plan, I press down on the gas, wanting to get to the lakehouse before she falls asleep.
