Chapter 24: I Really Don't Think He Will Ever Change His Mind

“Ana.”

I hear my name called out into the darkness like a whisper but a little louder.  As I stare around the room, I look in the corner where my rocking chair is and see Dominic staring at me with half open lids.  He looks tired, and I only wish that he would just come to bed so he would sleep for once in many weeks. 

Noting that he doesn’t move, I sit up and gaze at him from where I sit.  With a half-smile, half-smirk he stares deep into my eyes before he glances down to my chest.  Then only then does he get out of the chair and stroll slowly over to the bed.  Almost is if he is still trying to make up his mind if he is going to do this.

Waiting for him to make the first move, I sit up even taller and watch as he gets closer and closer with his eyes trained on my breasts.  When he stumbles and almost falls, I realize that he is drunk and then ask him, “Dominic, have you been drinking?”

Stumbling once more and nearl