Summer
I woke up with a start, my head coming off the pillow but something pulled me back down, making it impossible to sit upright. When I blinked a few times and tugged at my hands I realised I was tied down. Both my hands were stretched on either side of my head and tied to the headboard above me. The room was shrouded in the darkness, but I knew I wasn’t in our bedroom. For a moment there I thought that vile man had managed to kidnap me. But then I inhaled sharply in fright and even as I couldn’t see him I smelled his unique fragrance, the fresh pine trees. And I knew he was there. The air was different in the room, sparkling with tension.
I swallowed, trying to wet my dry throat. And squinted to find him in the dark. It was hard, as my head throbbed, my throat itched and I could st
