I have to know whats wrong with me.” Del retreated into the corner of the sofa, wrapping her arms around her knees. The posture offered no defense, really, but it drew a little more space between the two of them and that gave her some relief. “You don’t have to threaten me, Michael.” Her words sounded so small to her.“I said I was sorry. I didn’t mean it. Just…help me.” His hands finished releasing the buckle on his belt then popped open the button of his jeans. Del felt like she was in a nightmare world as she tried to sink further into the cushions. The sound of him pulling down the zipper reverberated brightly in her mind. She closed her eyes tightly and her hands cupped her ears hoping that if she could silence the noise, she would wake from this terrible dream and find herself safely wrapped in the arms of her husband.Instead, she felt movement from his side of the sofa, as he stood to remove his pants and settled back down. This was no dream. She felt a nudge to. Taking it from him she said “Thank you…?” “Jeff,” he finished for her. “Thank you, Jeff. And I’m Natalie.” He nodded and she headed to the bathroom as quickly as she could, which considering she was holding the quilt protectively around her while being thrown off balance by the large duffle bag, was admittedly not very fast.The hot shower had a wonderful recuperative effect, though Natalie had to be careful not to touch the swelling on her forehead, which still hurt badly. When she’d dried off she quickly pulled on her favorite pair of jeans and her college sweatshirt, then steeled herself to look in the mirror. Her eyes were puffy, but the nasty bruise on her forehead took precedence, and after a few minutes she found a way to brush her hair so that it hid a fair bit of the bump. Feeling more presentable and less like a homeless stray, she exited the bathroom and made her way back to the front of the cabin. The man (Jeff she reminded herself) had shed his winter coat and boots, and.
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