Blame it on the Stars (The Blame Game)

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cheat.”
    Catlin and Jetta laughed . “We do not,” Jetta replied “Maybe we just know more words than you.”
    “ Cheatin’ words,” Jim said to Steve, and they all laughed again.
    “ That sounds fun,” Catlin said. “Can you guys make it?”
    The Crafts both nodded and Catlin turned back to Steve. “Where are the kids going?”
    “ To visit,” he cleared his throat “their mother.”
    “ In New York?” Catlin was incredulous.
    He shook his head . “No, she’s in Kansas City. She’s picking them up Friday and bringing them back Sunday.”
    Catlin thought about that, but didn ’t say anything.
    Jetta said “Let’s cook something good. Pasta, stir-fry, what do you think?”
    Steve said , “We could just order in, if it would be easier.”
    “ Easy is not a word that these two are familiar with,” Jim smirked at the girls. He turned to Steve. “You look like a man who appreciates a good steak. I’ve got some thick cut T-bones in my freezer, just waiting to be brought back to life.”
    “ I love to grill out.” Steve nodded.
    Jim jumped in . “Gas or charcoal?”
    “ Nothing beats charcoal for taste,” Steve said.
    Jim nodded, and the girls looked at each other. “They can bond over their charcoal, and we’ll make something fattening to go with it,” Catlin decided.
    “ Yum,” Jetta agreed, and it was settled.
    As Steve was driving Catlin home, he told her “Saturday night sounds fun.”
    She snuggled up next to him in the car. “It does! Thanks for thinking of it.”
    He walked her to her door, and they kissed goodnight. “Why don’t I pick you up at about six-thirty, on Friday . And pack a bag. I’ve got you all to myself this weekend; I’m not letting you go.”
    “ Ooh!” she squealed, and hugged his neck tight. “I can’t wait until Friday night!”
     
    He carried her two suitcases in his front door, and set them by the stairs. Catlin stepped in, and looked around.
    He smiled . “We’re alone.”
    “ No kids?”
    He shook his head.
    “No housekeeper?”
    “ No interruptions.”
    “ Woo hoo!” Catlin hollered loudly, and he laughed. He grabbed her around the waist. “And I have a surprise for you.”
    “ I love surprises.” She ran her hands through his thick hair. “And I love you.”
    He kissed her deeply, and replied , “You know how much I love to hear that?”
    She pulled off her jacket and tossed it up in the air, not caring where it landed.
    He laughed, as she started unbuttoning her shirt.
    “ You might want to leave that on for a minute. My surprise is outside.”
    “ I don’t want to go outside.” She opened her shirt and ran her hand over her bare stomach, and up to her bra.
    “ Come on.” He pulled her by the hand toward the back door. “I think you’ll like this.”
    She let him drag her out, muttering , “Where are we going?” It finally dawned on her, and she grinned.
    Steve reached the gate, and swung it open. There was the Jacuzzi, bubbling and steaming in the cool night air. There were a few lights spread around inside the tall fence, and a tray with some wine, cheese and crackers.
    He walked over to a nearby table, and turned on a c.d. player. He picked up some matches and lit a row of candles encircling the hot tub.
    Catlin watched, amused. “I don’t have a swim suit, you know,” she told him.
    “ Don’t need one. Fence. Tall fence.” He finished lighting the rest of the candles, then put out the other lights, so they were left in the flickering candlelight. “Okay?”
    “ More than okay.”
    “ Well, come on...finish what you started inside, will you?”
    Catlin laughed. She pulled off her blouse and twirled it on her finger before tossing it aside. She slipped her slacks off and sent her shoes flying at the same time. She slipped out of her panties, and stepped close to him as she removed her bra and flung it aside.
    “You are so beautiful,” he said in amazement, and traced his finger around her belly button.
    “ I am

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