black coffee. His favorite. Two cookies also joined the coffee. The man had a sweet tooth. He also made it a point of coming by every day. The rational part of her brain knew he had been a regular even before she started working here, but secretly she got a thrill out of the idea of him coming here to see her every day. Yeah, she had become one of those girls. “How is your day going?” Drew asked her, as she handed him his order. That was a loaded question. What he actually wanted to know was if she had gotten any more messages. Luckily, the day had been a text free day. She rung him up on the cash register. “Just peachy.” Hopefully he would know what that meant. His features seemed to relax. “I have to write a paper before this weekend; so, I’m not going to the gym tonight. But Chris will be there in case you need anything.” Lana ignored the rush of panic that wanted to take over her body at the idea of being on her own. At one point in time she would have loved the idea of having an evening to herself, but with all of the texts from Shawn, it no longer sounded appealing. “Actually, Tracie and I were planning on going to the mall.” She ignored the look that her co-worker gave her. Drew leaned over the counter and kissed her forehead. “Have a good time.” Then he was gone.
Later that evening Tracie held up a piece of lingerie that barely covered anything. “You need to buy this.” Lana rolled her eyes. “I have no need for that.” “Are you insane, girl?;” Tracie asked, walking away with the outfit. “You have every reason to own this. If you haven’t figured it out yet, I’m not letting you out of here until you buy it.” “I don’t have the money to waste on something like that,” Lana tried to reason with her friend. “It’s on sale.” It was easier to just give in when it came to Tracie. Lana knew this. Besides it was better to allow her friend to believe she was capable of having a normal sex life. No way in hell was she going to let Tracie know her darkest secret. “How awesome are these?” Tracie was holding up a pair of handcuffs. A flash of Shawn holding her hands above her head not allowing her to move ran through her mind. A hand squeezed her heart and concrete landed on her lungs. It took all she had to remind herself that she was not in danger now. She was with Tracie and not back in that basement. “That’s where I draw the line.” Tracie sighed. “No fun.” Lana needed to get her friend out of this store. “Can we just go get something to eat? Then I want to go get some new workout clothes.” They paid for their purchases. Tracie had a few more items than Lana. The food court was busy tonight. Lana was tempted to forgo food until she got home. If she did that, Tracie would ask questions. So, she put her big girl panties on and made her way through the crowd to order her tacos. OK, maybe Drew was rubbing off on her a little bit. As they made their way to an empty table, Lana could have sworn she saw Shawn walking around the corner to the men’s restroom. Don’t be stupid. He’s in Charleston. You’re in Morgantown. You’re safe. Needing to feel safe Lana sent a quick text to Drew. Time for ice cream tonight? The reply was almost immediate. I have all the time in the world for you. Lana tried to hide instant grin at his words. I’ll pick some up on my way home. “See, I told you,” Tracie announced around a bite of her Thai chicken. “You have it bad.” “I do not,” Lana argued. “We’re friends. Friends can eat ice cream together.” “Sure they can,” her friend agreed. “I just happen to know you've not gone a day without seeing him since you met him.” “He lives down the hall from me,” Lana pointed out. “Piss poor excuse is better than none.” Giving into childish behavior Lana stuck her tongue out in response and then rolled her napkin in a ball and threw it at her. “Just mind your own business,