Wrapped in her blanket in front of her fireplace Rebecca blew off the steam from the cup of coffee she was holding in her hands. No matter how hard she tried she can't get that brute man out of her mind. The way he had looked at her, the way he had nicknamed her little red one, the way he had talked even the way he walked, everything was attractive about that man. Rebecca could feel an odd pull towards that stranger as if she had known him for a long time.
Maybe she was thinking a little too much. . . After all she had an awful amount of free time at her hands because now she doesn't have to work to pay for her mother's hospital bills anymore.
Her mother was gone. She chuckled in sadness, she still can't believe her mother was gone giving her an escape from all her responsibilities at th
