Chapter 13

She hurriedly sat down with her legs splayed out in front of her on the rocky ground, trying to avoid falling over. She was unable to move since she was drenched, and she did not want to ruin the mattress. She propped her head up on the wall behind her and looked up at the ceiling while she did so. Could it possibly give way? Should it, like the apartment floor had done so many years earlier, fall on top of her? No. This was not an effective method for calming down.

Anna clenched her eyes tight and concentrated on a thought that she hoped would be calming. Birds. Flowers. Sunrises. Instead, a picture of Jerome's lovely ass in those dark jeans sprang into her head while she was thinking about him. Then there was the manner in which he had grabbed her as she had jumped, as well as that seductive slide down her tough body. She let her thoughts run wild as she imagined about taking off his damp shirt and inspecting those well-defined biceps and strong abs that she'd felt through his cloth