)Kaoru (thinking): That's right--I was sure he was going to kill me. But he held a cloth soaked in some kind of drug over my mouth and I blacked out..... I don't know how much time has passed, but I've definitely been taken somewhere. Anyway... first I've got to get out of here!(She takes stock of her room, which is sparse but well furnished.)Kaoru (picking up a vase and thinking): This'll do for a weapon... (trying the door) It's open... (entering the hall) I don't see any guards... There's no. “I…” Her voice trailed off. “You don’t think I really am, do you?” she asked almost inaudibly.I looked at her in shock. “I mean, how would I know? Why? Do you think you are?” I asked seriously.She took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she let it out slowly, not responding for a long minute. “Sorry,” she finally whispered, her emerald gaze meeting mine again.Without thinking, I reached out and rested my hand on her head, gently running my fingers through her vibrant red hair.She continued. With one hand holding her firm, his other hand slipped under her top caressing the soft flesh. He loved the way she twisted and squirmed to free herself. This young white woman was truly lovely. He pulled her forward and rubbed himself against her softness. He watched her look of annoyance and frustration. She was trying to be polite.To avoid creating a scene with her husband's employer.He grinned. He enjoyed moments like this.His hand slid lower. He cupped and held the tightly packed derriere. He was no longer touching me, but I could still feel him there, his body just a breath away from mine, his presence weighing heavily on me like a predator waiting to attack.I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. It felt like Xander had ripped away a part of me and left me out in the cold. I needed him back. I needed his hands on me again like an addict needed a fix. It was wrong. It was dangerous. I’d regret it in the morning, but boy would it feel good tonight. I knew there would be no turning.