Control Ch 03
‘Hey darlin’,’ Gene said softly, ‘Thought you could use this.’ Steam rose from the cup and the smell of strong sweet coffee brought Michele back to her surroundings. She looked up to see Gene’s face looking down on her with concern. Oh, god. The fluorescents seared her eyes and she winced. Why him, of all people? Just keep it together until he goes away. Whatever you do, don’t cry. ‘Thanks for the coffee. I’m fine.’ In a distracted way, Michele was pleased that her voice wasn’t shaking much....