Tranquility By Tuesday Novels & Stories

"You'll just go tell everyone—just like that?" "Why not?" He paused a moment, squinting down at her. "Or I could just blackmail you. I guess that's up to me." "This whole truce is blackmail," Nicole muttered bitterly. "Not entirely. So long as we both agree, you'll have your peace of mind knowing I will in fact, not speak a word of what you spend your nights doing." Seth quirked an eyebrow. "What do you say, Palmer? Truce?" Nicole stayed silent for a long moment, reluctant. She turned over every option in her mind but really, this seemed like the only thing she could do. Peace of mind. "I'm not becoming some little—whore toy whatever—"

The soothing sound of water cascading from the fountain was inviting. I walked over to the bench and took a seat. The gentle, rhythmic sound of the water was so relaxing and soothing that I didn't notice myself drifting off to sleep. The weariness of the journey, combined with the peaceful ambiance of the garden, was too much for my tired body to resist.