I worked late at the office, was the only one left at 9PM when I decided enough. I had not been aware of the raging storm outside. As I reached the outer doors I saw the thunder, blowing rain and wind, lightening closer than any storm had been. Damn, my car was parked so far in the outer lot... well I made a run for it. By the time I reached my auto, I was drenched through, I fished around for my keys and noticed I had locked them in my car.
The rain was sheeting down so hard I could not see an inch from my face. I stood looking to see if anyone at all was around, but all had left. I turned and began running back to the building when thunder and lightening struck... I felt the current under my feet... I was stunned. Then I saw bright lights, heard the screech of brakes... a car had almost hit me. I stood there frightened and in shock, the car door flew open and a quite tall man got out. He was speaking and appeared upset, but I could not make out what he was saying... my heart was pounding in my ears, my head was spinning.
He approached me, still asking questions... I was unable to answer. He guided me back to his car and gently placed me into the front seat. I rested my head and eyes . My head was aching now, back in the car he handed me a towel and asked if I was alright. I was only able to nod... god I looked like a wet rat, clothes were soaked through, my white blouse was sheer now and clinging to my breast, I didn't notice but my skirt had slid up to the tops of my thighs. Even though I could only catch glimpses of his face I saw his eyes looking very concerned, he was still talking but my lips were unable to speak.
I must have drifted away because the next thing I remembered was being carried by strong arms and gently laid down on a sofa in an unfamiliar apartment. I tried to get up but my head, and legs would not work. He was there telling me its ok, to just rest, something in his voice was comforting, and I was in no condition to argue. I must have fallen asleep, as I woke I heard two male voices in another room.
Then suddenly the tall handsome stranger was back. He was holding a steaming cup saying it was good to see me awake. As he handed me the cup our fingers brushed, and I felt the same current as in the storm. I leaned up on my elbows to sip the brew, and just then noticed I was wearing a large soft robe, and nothing else. He saw the look on my face and began to chuckle slightly. Before I could protest, he explained that he had phoned a friend of his who is a doctor that was the other voice I heard. He told me the doctor had examined me, and hence the robe. He also explained the doctor said I needed rest, and to keep an eye on me for awhile. He reassured me I had nothing to be embarrassed about.
