Coming Home

by K.J .

Please don’t say words like ‘bed’ in your sexy, smoky, accented voice. Sam blushed. “No, I’m not going to bed yet.

know Grace is doing well because she’s happy and safe and that’s all that matters at the moment.” She cocked her head. “How about we get to know each other more?” There was a pause, then Sam suddenly dissolved into a coughing fit. Abby furrowed her brow. “Are you okay? Can I get you some water?” She made to stand up, but Sam waved her to sit.

Sam hummed into her glass of wine, and Abby waited until Sam looked at her again. “Do I make you nervous?”