“Yes, only two hours,” Armand said.
Meg placed the tray in front of Sean. “Eat all of that, Sean. I’ll have more if you need it. I also have hot coffee.”
“Suddenly, I’m ravenous.” Sean began to cut up the steak. It looked as if he couldn’t get it into his mouth fast enough. He shivered again as he took a gulp of the hot coffee.
He finished the steak and began to walk the room. He paced back and forth.
“I’m pacing like a caged animal.”
“That’s because you are a caged animal.”
Sean let out a short laugh. Sean began to rub his hands up and down over his arms. “I’m so itchy. I can’t stand it.” He looked at the clock it was eleven thirty-five. He started to sweat.
“Come, sit by me, baby. Let me hold you. Listen to my voice. I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you. That’s it, lay in my arms.”
“Hot, so hot.”
“I’m taking off your robe now, baby. Stay with me. Now concentrate on my voice.”