Blame it on the Stars (The Blame Game)

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so... freezing !” she wailed.
    H e laughed as she splashed into the warm and waiting tub.
    “ Ahh, better…” she sighed. “Well? I’m waiting.”
    He shed his clothes quickly and without fanfare. He joined her in the hot tub, and leaned back with her in his arms. “My God, this is nice.”
    She turned around to face him. “It’s going to get a whole lot nicer.”
    He smiled. “And just think, we have the whole weekend .”
    “ Woo hoo!” she hollered again.
     
    Catlin woke up the next morning in Steve’s bed, in Steve’s arms. Heaven. She moved closer and snuggled up to him.
    He yawned and stretched, then gathered her close. “Good morning.” He kissed the top of her head.
    “ Good morning.” She sighed. “This is as wonderful as I thought it would be.”
    “ Oh yeah.” He grinned. “I could get used to waking up with you.”
    She rolled up on top of him and started kissing his neck. She pressed her body against his, and writhed up and down a few times. Steve moaned with pleasure at her gyrations.
    The phone rang.
    “You have got to be fucking kidding me,” he muttered.
    S he laughed. She rolled back on to her side of the bed.
    H e grabbed the receiver. “What?” he answered gruffly.
    Catlin laughed, and heard Dana say through the phone “Daddy? What’s wrong?”
    Steve rubbed his face. “Nothing. I’m sorry. Hi, sweetheart. What’s up?”
    “ Did I wake you?” Dana asked. “It’s almost noon!”
    “ I was working late,” he lied.
    Catlin laughed quietly again.
    “Oh,” Dana said. “Well, Mom doesn’t think she should take me to Barney’s to buy those boots I wanted. I told her you said it was okay, but I don’t think she believes me.”
    Steve rubbed his face again, trying to concentrate. “Boots? Why would she buy you boots?”
    “ Daddy, ” Dana insisted “You remember, those tall brown boots we talked about. They don’t have them in Marshall, but Barney’s has them here. You told me I could have them.”
    “ Okay, Dana. Tell your mother I said you could have them.”
    “ I told you, she doesn’t believe me. Here, you tell her.” Dana held the phone away and yelled “Mom! Dad’s on the phone!”
    “ Oh shit,” he muttered “Dana, no. Don’t put your mother on....”
    Catlin was laughing, and she made a move like she was going to start kissing him again.
    He pointed his finger at her. “Don’t even!”
    She laid back and laughed, and they heard, “Hello.”
    “ Hello, Barbara,” Steve replied. “Dana has some boots she wants to pick up at Barney’s while she’s in town.”
    “ Steven,” Barbara said indignantly “Have you seen the boots she’s referring to? I don’t think they’re appropriate for a sixteen-year-old.”
    Steve rolled his eyes at Catlin. “Yes, she showed me a picture. I don’t see anything wrong with them.”
    “ Did she tell you they’re ninety-five dollars ?”
    He chuckled. “I think she forgot that little detail. Oh, so what. Let her have them, Barbara. She’s a good kid.”
    “ You are too permissive, Steven. I can’t see spending that kind of money on a child.”
    “ I will buy them,” he said, irritated. “Just slap them on your charge card. I still seem to be paying that bill every month.”
    She started to reply, but he cut her off. “I can’t talk anymore right now. Please just buy the damn boots. I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodbye.” He hung up the phone, and looked over at Catlin. “What a buzz kill.” He sat up and threw his legs over the side of the bed, and forced a shudder. “Christ, I just want to take a shower.”
    Catlin lay back. “Are you sure?” She threw the covers off, exposing her naked body.
    He stood up and raised an eyebrow at her. “Well, I wouldn’t kick you out of the shower, if you found yourself in there.”
    Smiling , she scampered after him.
     
    They spent the afternoon alternating between straightening the house up and kissing. The kissing finally won out, and the afternoon flew

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