Chapter 4
Satisfied, both by the conversation with her friend as well as the delicious food, Clara headed out, intent on going home and relaxing. There was a new stack of library books sitting on her coffee table, including a romance she was currently in the middle of and wanted eagerly to see how it ended. Free days were few and far between. Strolling down the sidewalk she conjured up an almost perfect evening, curled up on the couch, a blanket thrown over her lap while she read, a fire crackling in the fireplace. The only thing really missing was the man who owned her heart.
Someone came up behind Clara and wrapped their arms around her waist. A shot of panic sliced through her and she was ready to elbow the offender in the gut when she caught whiff of his aftershave. Clara relaxed aga
