Bad Habit
resembled the inside of a
shell. She smelled good like lilac and vanilla and clean woman. It
was probably some lotion or whatever she used on her
hair.
    She stirred and Angel knew he was
going to have a full-fledged erection by the time she woke up. But
he couldn’t bear to push her away and make a run for the bathroom.
Her lips opened and she stretched, settling again. Her thigh
pressed against him and he resisted the urge to touch her. He
concentrated on breathing in and out. Slowly he lifted his hand and
pushed a strand of hair off her forehead. She slid her hand across
his chest and embraced him. Unable to control his actions he
pressed his lips against hers.
    She responded, kissing him with
amazing passion. Her hand slipped behind his neck and pulled him
closer.
    Angel threw away his resolve and
kissed her, returning her passion with an intensity that surprised
even him.
    She kissed him with her eyes closed
but when she opened them she didn’t pull away.
    He leaned over her, gazing into the
aquamarine eyes.
    She closed her eyes again and
arched toward him for another kiss.
    Angel rolled on top of Teri, kissing her and
exploring her body with his hands. She stiffened and he
stopped.
    They gazed into each others eyes
and listened to each other breathe.
    Teri glanced away and he rolled off
of her. She reached for her robe and got out of bed.
    Angel lay back on the pillows as
she locked the bathroom door. He raked his fingers through his
thick hair, replaying the previous few minutes. His heart still
slammed against his ribs like a percussionist on speed.
    I want to wake up with her every
morning for as long as we both shall live.
    #
    Teri locked the bathroom door and
leaned against it. She tasted Angel’s kiss and felt his hands on
her body. She awoke aroused and still felt the heat of Angel’s
kisses.
    She had never been kissed with such
passion.
    She had never wanted anyone the way
she wanted Angel Garcia.
    She had never felt so vulnerable in
her life.
    After an awkward encounter when she
emerged from the bathroom and Angel ducked inside, she located her
clothing. She threw on her jeans and knit shirt and tied her
sneakers. Teri gathered her belongings and repacked the carry-on
bag while Angel was in the bathroom.
    When Angel emerged, he was freshly
shaven and dressed in a white shirt and navy slacks.
    She tried to appear completely
composed, as though she was prepared for whatever the day had to
offer. She wondered if she’d imagined being in bed with Angel,
kissing his lips and feeling his muscular body pressed to hers, his
hands caressing her.
    “ Ready for a big Sunday breakfast?”
he asked.
    “ Absolutely!”
    This was the enthusiastic response
she’d found effective when fielding any question from her boss,
Martin Kelso. Her eagerness and personality had propelled her to
the forefront of her agency. Sheer grit and determination took her
to the top and kept her there. Now she had thrown away her second
career by fleeing the scene of a murder.
    “ I’ll check out and we can eat.”
Angel ushered her to the car and drove to the motel office. She
watched him sign for the room charges through the windshield. When
he climbed back inside the car, his scent gently caressed
her.
    Angel drove downtown, parking in a
lot beside the freeway. He escorted her to an older Mexican
restaurant, tucking her hand in the crook of his arm.
    “ What is this place?” she
asked.
    “ This is El Mercado, the old market
square and we’re about to enjoy a classic dining experience.” He
steered her into Mi Tierra Restaurant.
    There was a large waiting area and
a row of glass- fronted cases filled with freshly baked
Mexican-style pastries. The mingled aromas were seductive,
triggering an aching hunger reaction in those who entered. The
serving area was contained in several huge rooms beyond the
bakery.
    A hostess wearing a black ruffled
blouse and tiered sequined skirt greeted them and led the way to a
booth. She leaned over as she

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