The Protege chapter 7
When I woke up the next morning, I was stunned but not surprised that Cynthia was up and out of bed. Her housekeeper, Rosario, was sleeping soundly with no sign of stirring as she snored softly. She felt warm and soft snuggled up to me with her head on my shoulder and leg curled over mine. I moved ever so slowly to work my arm free from under her head and neck. After a few minutes I managed to free myself without waking her. Cynthia had apparently gone running. That woman was incredible. As drunk as she was, I felt sure this was one morning she would not get up early, but there was no sign of her in the house. So I went to my room and showered. When I finished, I heard Cynthia …