here early to tell you I couldn’t stay long. We have our monthly internship meeting tonight so I need to go by campus before the children’s home.”
There was something reflected in the depth of his eyes, but Liza was afraid to hope for more with him. She still had a couple of hours before she had to be at the school, but it was time for her to go. Thor was an addiction. She needed to give herself some time away from him. Doubtful that she meant more to him than a good time, however, she had no regrets.
Getting up, she said, “Let’s end this right this time.” Sitting beside Thor, she bent forward and kissed him, putting all of her unspoken feelings and emotions into it.
As they parted, she rose. She quickly got dressed without looking at him.
Finally, she slipped on her sandals and turned toward him. Eyeing his well-sculpted naked form in repose, there was no longer any swelling around his knee.
He would be back to work in a couple of days.
He pushed himself up to a sitting position against the headboard. “You take care of yourself, princess.”
“You do the same, Thor.” Smiling, she turned and left his house. Nothing else needed to be said.
Chapter Six
“So, how’s the MCL doing today?” Jack asked the next day when he stopped by Thor’s house to drop off a dessert plate from his wife Betty. Taking the chair across from the couch, Jack sat down.
“Good. By tomorrow I should be about ninety percent.” Thor rubbed a hand across the side of his knee. Most of the soreness had gone and he walked with only a slight limp. “Hopefully, I’ll only have to ride the desk for a few days, then I can get back out to the field.”
“Yeah? I’m surprised you lasted this long being a couch potato.” Jack reached into the cooler beside the table, tossed Thor a beer and retrieved one for himself.
“So, am I,” Thor chuckled and popped the top off his bottle.
“I guess it helped having company sitting with you while you recuperated.”
Jack opened his drink and guzzled some.
Thor was in the process of lifting his beer to his mouth when the understanding of Jack’s words hit him. “Company…hmmm. Who told you?”
“Small town chatter.” Jack confirmed and took another drink, eyeing Thor over the brown bottle’s length.
Looking at Jack intently, Thor decided not to waste time beating around the bush. He and Jack had always been straight with each other. No need to change that now. “Yeah, Liza came by a few times.”
Jack raised his eyebrow. “A few times? More like three to four hours a day,”
his friend corrected.
“Damn. That’s not chatter, that’s fuckin’ special investigations.”
Barking with laughter, Jack almost choked on a mouthful of beer. Wiping his lips and chin with the back of his hand, Jack said, “Pretty much.” He cleared his throat. “So, what’s going on with you and Liza?”
“Nothing.” He paused and stared down at his label. “I thought maybe something… but,” he stopped again, sighed and took a sip of his beer, “I’m not what she wants.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yup. She likes charity cases. Helping the helpless.” He patted his knee in what he hoped was a nonchalant manner. “I was. Now, I’m not.”
“What happened? Did that accident knock all the sense out of your damn thick skull?”
Thor was shocked by the forceful tone of his friend. He and Jack went way back and this was the first time he’d ever seen him this upset. “What’s wrong with you? Liza and I are both adults. I didn’t take advantage of your town princess if that’s what’s going around.”
“No one’s sayin’ that.” Jack barked. “This town cares too much for Liza to say anything that hurtful.”
“Well, good.” Now he was angry. Thor’s beer made a loud thunk as he set it down on the table. “Because I care about her too, but she’s the one who walked away and hasn’t called or come by in two days.”
“Have you called her?”
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