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Authors: Liliana Hart
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argue with that logic. Come on in the kitchen. I’ll put a pot of coffee on, while we wait to see if the others are as reckless as you are.”
“I’ll ignore that since you’re making me coffee. And I’ll even share the beer I brought.”
“Did you get the sample to Richmond? Sometimes they leave early on Fridays.”
“Oh, I got the sample to the lab. And we’ll have the complete analysis by Monday,” he said with a smile I recognized, though I’d never been on the receiving end of it.
“How, I’m afraid to ask, did you manage to work that minor miracle?”
“Let’s just say that the lab tech was very grateful. She doesn’t mind working weekends at all.”
“You slept with the lab tech?”
“I live for the job. And sometimes I have to make sacrifices.”
“I can’t believe she slept with you after being in your presence for ten minutes. What a ho.”
“God bless them every one. Actually it was more like an hour. We had lunch first.”
“Amazing,” I said. Jack’s powers over the opposite sex never failed to amaze me. I had seen many a woman fall at his feet over the years. It made my heart hurt just a little to think that one of these days Jack would find a woman who would make him do the falling.
“Yes, it was,” he said.
I inhaled the aroma of something sinful when he opened the oven door and had to subtly check my chin for drool. “God Jack, I think I just orgasmed. Why hasn’t some woman snapped you up?”
“God forbid,” he said with a mock shudder.
“Good attitude,” I said. “That way I can keep you all to myself. I’m starving. I don’t think the corn dog did it for me today.”
“It looks like it might be only us tonight with the way things are going outside.”
“Good, more for me.” Jack put a tray of hors d’oeuvres in front of me and I dug in.
“Did Phoebe’s sister make it in this afternoon?” Jack asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “I recognized her after she told me her name. She’d already graduated and left Bloody Mary by the time we’d gotten to high school, but I remembered seeing her around town sometimes when I was younger. She was shaken up pretty badly. They were close, talked a couple of times a week she said. She’s scheduled the funeral for Sunday afternoon. They have a family plot in the old cemetery where their parents are buried.”
Jack came over and put his hands on the back on my shoulders, squeezing lightly. “It’s always harder on the living,” he said. I knew he realized that Fiona’s death had hit me harder than I’d let on. She’d been my friend, even if we hadn’t kept up the rituals friendship entailed as we grew to adulthood.
“Yeah, well, it helps for justice to be served in cases like this. It’ll at least bring a little bit of peace to her sister to know that the crime didn’t go unpunished.”
“That’s all we can do for her,” Jack said. The phone rang and his arm left my shoulder to answer. I felt alone without him at my back, and I realized I didn’t know what I would do if anything ever happened to Jack. He was my rock, and I was his. His line of work left a lot of variables.
The sound of his voice startled me out of my melancholia.
“That was Eddie,” he said as he sat across from me and filled a plate. “He said he was going to stay home with Charlotte and the kids tonight. He doesn’t want to leave them alone in case the storm makes the power go out.”
“I can’t say I blame him.”
Our particular poker league consisted of five smartasses with varying levels of poker ability—me being the worst, Jack being the best, and the other three falling somewhere in between. I was the only woman in our merry band, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. In my experience, men were a hell of a lot easier to get along with than women—they judged you to your face and they were generally honest unless you were sleeping together (I’d never slept with any of the guys, so I didn’t have anything to worry
“I’ll ignore that since you’re making me coffee. And I’ll even share the beer I brought.”
“Did you get the sample to Richmond? Sometimes they leave early on Fridays.”
“Oh, I got the sample to the lab. And we’ll have the complete analysis by Monday,” he said with a smile I recognized, though I’d never been on the receiving end of it.
“How, I’m afraid to ask, did you manage to work that minor miracle?”
“Let’s just say that the lab tech was very grateful. She doesn’t mind working weekends at all.”
“You slept with the lab tech?”
“I live for the job. And sometimes I have to make sacrifices.”
“I can’t believe she slept with you after being in your presence for ten minutes. What a ho.”
“God bless them every one. Actually it was more like an hour. We had lunch first.”
“Amazing,” I said. Jack’s powers over the opposite sex never failed to amaze me. I had seen many a woman fall at his feet over the years. It made my heart hurt just a little to think that one of these days Jack would find a woman who would make him do the falling.
“Yes, it was,” he said.
I inhaled the aroma of something sinful when he opened the oven door and had to subtly check my chin for drool. “God Jack, I think I just orgasmed. Why hasn’t some woman snapped you up?”
“God forbid,” he said with a mock shudder.
“Good attitude,” I said. “That way I can keep you all to myself. I’m starving. I don’t think the corn dog did it for me today.”
“It looks like it might be only us tonight with the way things are going outside.”
“Good, more for me.” Jack put a tray of hors d’oeuvres in front of me and I dug in.
“Did Phoebe’s sister make it in this afternoon?” Jack asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “I recognized her after she told me her name. She’d already graduated and left Bloody Mary by the time we’d gotten to high school, but I remembered seeing her around town sometimes when I was younger. She was shaken up pretty badly. They were close, talked a couple of times a week she said. She’s scheduled the funeral for Sunday afternoon. They have a family plot in the old cemetery where their parents are buried.”
Jack came over and put his hands on the back on my shoulders, squeezing lightly. “It’s always harder on the living,” he said. I knew he realized that Fiona’s death had hit me harder than I’d let on. She’d been my friend, even if we hadn’t kept up the rituals friendship entailed as we grew to adulthood.
“Yeah, well, it helps for justice to be served in cases like this. It’ll at least bring a little bit of peace to her sister to know that the crime didn’t go unpunished.”
“That’s all we can do for her,” Jack said. The phone rang and his arm left my shoulder to answer. I felt alone without him at my back, and I realized I didn’t know what I would do if anything ever happened to Jack. He was my rock, and I was his. His line of work left a lot of variables.
The sound of his voice startled me out of my melancholia.
“That was Eddie,” he said as he sat across from me and filled a plate. “He said he was going to stay home with Charlotte and the kids tonight. He doesn’t want to leave them alone in case the storm makes the power go out.”
“I can’t say I blame him.”
Our particular poker league consisted of five smartasses with varying levels of poker ability—me being the worst, Jack being the best, and the other three falling somewhere in between. I was the only woman in our merry band, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. In my experience, men were a hell of a lot easier to get along with than women—they judged you to your face and they were generally honest unless you were sleeping together (I’d never slept with any of the guys, so I didn’t have anything to worry
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