Chapter 63

Walking in the house was total silence between them. With a sniffle of the tears she was trying to hide, she headed straight to her room and locked the door behind her, leaving Nick watching sadly as she rushed away. In the room she fell against the door sliding down to the floor as tears filled her eyes. She fought so hard not to feel anything for him, but a short moment on the dance floor had her head spinning. How could a simple word "Breath" make her feel so wanted and desired? It was all too much for her fragile and damaged mental state.

Sam's phone rang and she lifted it to her ear. "What?" she snapped. 

"Sam, baby. Where have you been? I've been calling. I went by your place, and you were gone. I need to see you." 

"What do you want Brad? I'm working with a new client, and I don't have time for this." Sam hated the sound of the man's voice and just wanted to scream.   

"I need you baby. I'm sorry. Why can't we fix this?" Brad pleaded.