Mindi looked at the fluffy pillows and blankets surrounding her. So warm and cozy, yet she felt so cold and alone. Pressure increased across her forehead and her head began to ache. She closed her eyes, pressed her fingers into her temples, and tried to stop worrying. Then she turned off the light and folded her legs into Half Locus. With her hands resting on her knees, she took deep controlled breaths, sat very still, and forced every thought to pass.
Envisioning an ocean tide pounding a sandy beach, whatever thought entered, she forced out to sea. The sea was turbulent, but eventually it calmed.
Listening to waves lap the shore, she visualized the ocean meeting the sky. The sunset glowed with hot oranges and fiery reds as she walked along the shore with her toes in the sand, water washing over her feet, hand in hand with . . . someone strong and handsome with long, thick fingers. Mitch. Her ring of fire started to burn as thoughts of sex flooded her mind, like a tsunami pounding the shore. Damn!
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