Chapter 46 **

The room was dark, the bed sheets cool as Sandra rolled over, finding and cuddling the empty pillow beside her. She reluctantly sat up, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. The red letters were dim but read two forty-one. She frowned slightly, looking around the darkness. Somehow, the sensation of not having Creighton next to her had filtered into her dreams, and she knew his absence had woken her even before she felt the emptiness beside her. It was as though some unknown force linked them, a tie that bound them together as tightly as his cuffs had held her to his bed.

Sandra looked around at the shadows of furniture to the light that shone softly beneath the door, adjoining the bedroom to his office. She slipped out of bed, pulled on the thick blue robe he gave her after they cleaned up from their last love making session, and softly padded across the floor. She stood outside the room, listening to the soft voice behind the door, and knew he was speaking Italian. Nobody was t