Chapter Four: The Bedroom
I heard the second click from the door and I knew that we were locked in the room. I didn’t bother with the lock I knew my team would find us eventually. I knew Jack wouldn’t hurt me. Matt, I was scared of. Matt was insane but intelligent. He knew how to get inside people’s heads, and if Jack was telling the truth he knows me.
“Now take off your clothes.” Matt’s voice commanded from the ceiling. “Don’t worry there’s no cameras in the bedroom, but there are microphones. Pjs are on the bed. I’ll know if you don’t wear them. Goodnight for real now. Clean up any messes you make.” Click.
My eyes caught hold of the pjs that I was supposed to wear: a very short halter crop top and booty shorts. At least it’s warm in here. I shrugged and turned my back to Jack and crouched behind the bed to change. The pjs actually fit me perfectly which made me want to vomit. By the time I was done changing Jack had changed into the boxer shorts that were his pjs. I glanced around to see if there were any windows or vents only to see smooth walls and ceilings. I sat on the bed and put my head in my hands for a moment.
“I know this is a bad time to tell you this but I might not be able to tell you any other time. I haven’t been able to tell you this for five years since I’ve been here, but you’re the type of girl that I want to take to a bookstore with. So we could each get a book to read while we sip coffee together or enjoy the great outdoors.” Jack spoke sincerely and sat next to me on the bed.
“Let’s get out of here first. Then let’s talk about reading books and drinking coffee together.” I smirked and added unable to help myself, “You’re such a flirt.”
He gasped in mock shame. “Me? A flirt? Only with you.” He crooned leaning towards me.
“Go to bed Jack,” I laughed, while rolling my eyes. I flopped onto my back and threw the covers over me.
“Can we at least cuddle?” He spoke softly, laying next to me.
I rolled onto my side. “Only if you’re the big spoon.” I accepted and felt a smile creep across my face as I felt my back warm as he pressed his torso against me. Cuddles are always nice. I remember thinking to myself before the clutches of sleep pulled me into darkness.
To be continued…
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