Woman of the Rose

Chapter 3

White fog and a strong woodsy smell filled my nose.
Soft hands caressed my skin, fingers gently rubbed up and down my side making goosebumps appear. A kiss was placed on my shoulder, the fingers still sending goosebumps to the surface.
"Violet." The voice whispered. His voice.
"Sebastian." I moaned out.

His hand gently trailed down my side, drawing circles on my thigh, before sliding up my shirt. His fingers gently pulled on my erect nipples, causing me to jump a little.
"Violet." He whispered again. I moaned at the sound of my name coming from his lips. His hands were rough against my breast.
"Wake up, Violet" he spoke against my neck.

Am I not already awake? He kissed and sucked my neck as his fingers trailed down between my breast and over my stomach, going lower. I felt my body tense as his fingers inched closer.
"Violet, wake up."

The door to the room swung open and my eyes snapped open to see Esther standing there. I pulled the covers up, my face red in embarrassment.
"Dear, did you not here me? Time to get up, we need to open early. I have somewhere to be later on, so I need you to watch the store while I'm out."

"Um, yes Esther I'll be right out."
She closed the door and I let out a breath. I could feel the wetness between my legs as I ran a hand through my hair. I got up to shower letting the warm water wash down my back. I thought back to the dream, and the feelings it created. It felt so real, like he was really in the bed next to me doing those things. I shook away the thought.

I turned the shower off , wrapping a towel around my body, and looked in the mirror to see a dark red circle at the nape of my neck. I moved closer to the mirror, poking at the hickey that now graced my skin. "No way." I whispered. It was just a dream, that's not possible.
Thank goodness for the Autumn season. I threw on a pair of black tights, a long sleeve plum colored dressed that flared out at the hips, and a pair of black heels. I made my way down the steps wrapping the scarf around my neck.

As I got to the kitchen I noticed Esther waiting by the door tapping her wrist.
"You look very nice. Let's go."

"Sorry, I'm just a little out of it this morning."
We walked down the street towards the bookstore.
"Dreaming about a boy? I could hear you moaning from down the hall."

I let out a small gasp, covering my face in embarrassment. "Esther.." I began
"Don't worry about it. You're young. Besides I remember when it was just me an my Albert." She grabbed my hand and gave it a small pat.
"Just be careful, not everyone is who they claim to be."

Esther unlocked the door to the cafe, and flipping on the lights. I made my way behind the counter, wrapping an apron around my waist. I turned on the coffee machine and grabbed a fresh pot of water for tea.
After wiping down the counters and cleaning off a few missed tables from last night, I walked over and flipped the open sign on.

By mid afternoon the cafe was pretty quite, except for a few regulars and couple seated by the window. Esther left a few hours before, saying she would hopefully be back by nightfall, and if not just keep waiting.

I threw my hair up in a bun, and pushed the cart down the aisle placing books back in their respectful place. A slight breeze from the front door opening filled the air, sending a shiver down my body. Abandoning the cart I made my way to the front, my heels making a distinct click clack. Walking around the counter, I poured a cup of green tea with honey, to help warm up.
It was eerily quiet, as I made my way back to the cart, sipping on the tea as I went. I glanced around and noticed that everyone had left, even that couple by the window, who usually stayed until closing.