Driven By The Hero (Hero Romance 1) (10 page)

CHAPTER SIX

It was shortly after five in the morning when Laura got up. She walked to her room, and made the bed securely, just the way she had found it. Of the innumerable satchels and suitcases, she selected only a small one containing a handful of clothes she had brought with her to Providence. She threw on a comfortable pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She reached in her purse and checked her bank account: a little over $800. Enough for a bus ride back to Philly. Her rent was paid for the rest of the month, but after that? Who knew? She didn’t want to give it a second thought. She brushed her hair back aimlessly.

She had toyed around with the idea of leaving them a note ever since she had woken up an hour earlier, but eventually decided against it. There were no words that could express how grateful she was to both of them. Jack and Micheline. So grateful, she neither knew nor cared if either were their legal names. So grateful, she neither knew nor cared if she had simply imagined the events of the week (it wasn’t until after she saw the bruises on her back that she was certain she actually had.) She could walk through life securely, knowing there were people like Jack and Micheline out in the world. She was grateful above all, to whatever hands of fate introduced her to them. And more importantly, for the other person they had introduced her to - herself.

As she tiptoed through the front room, she saw her purple bustier and panties lying in a heap in the near corner. She tucked them into her satchel. Her one and only memento, and one she would cherish for years to come. She kissed her fingertips, and blew the two bodies, cozily entwined and sleeping a secret kiss as she walked through the front door and ambling down the long and winding country road. The sun was just beginning to rise, and the crickets had barely begun to break their song. She knew it would be a good two miles before she made it to any sort of public transportation, but she didn’t care. Laura Kimball had the rest of her life in front of her for the first time, gripping it firmly with both hands.

THE END