A cool draft, followed by the sound of the door shutting, wakes John Black. He rolls over to see that Kristen isn't in bed beside him. He yawns, stretches his large frame, and sits up. He sees that she's left her negligee on the floor leading into the bathroom. He scoops it up and throws …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.