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looking lips, and he remembered what they’d taste like, what they’d feel like.
He must have fallen asleep. Because, the next thing he knew, Rob was lightly shaking him awake. She was leaning over him and when he opened his eyes, he noticed that her hair had fallen forward. Reaching up, he ran the silky strands through his fingers. He must have been a little loopy from the drugs, but he didn’t care. Pulling her face down to his, he sampled the lips he’d been dreaming of.
She allowed him to pull her into the kiss. It took just a light tug to have her sitting across his lap. Her soft body pushed up against his and he marveled in her subtle curves. Running his hands up and down her sides he took the kiss deeper. She must have opened a bottle of wine because he could taste its tangy sweetness on her tongue. Her hands ran over his neck and when she lightly touched his shoulder, he gasped in pain.
“Oh, I forgot. Did I hurt you?” she pulled back and looked at his shoulder.
He chuckled, “No, I’m fine,” he watched her eyes focus and regretted the distraction.
She pulled back even further, “I guess we’d better eat. You need to take another pill and you’re supposed to eat something first.” She moved to get off his lap. He held her still for another moment.
“Rob, I think there’s something here. I’d like to explore it.”
“I would as well. But, first and foremost it’s business. I can’t be involved with someone I have an ongoing case with. It wouldn’t be…”
“Kosher?” he suggested.
She laughed at him, then got off the couch, and held out her hand to help him up.
She had made spaghetti and it tasted wonderful. He’d passed on the wine since it would cause side effects with his medicine.
After they’d cleared the dishes, he said. “My guest room is down there,” he pointed to the hallway on the left. “My room is down here,” he pointed to the opposite hallway. “If you want to…”
“Don’t even go there Derby,” he noticed the smile she had on her face.
“Good night,” she bent and picked up her overnight bag. “I’ll be waking you up every hour to check on you.”
When he groaned, she continued. “Doctor’s orders.” Then she walked down the hallway towards her room.
Pulling himself together after watching her hips sway as she walked away, he retreated into his own room. He decided a hot shower would help him relax the sore muscles that were now screaming at him.
When he’d pulled off all his clothes, he stood and looked at himself in the mirror. Already he could see nasty bruises and small cuts running up and down his whole left side. The gash in his shoulder had been stitched and bandaged.
Pulling the bandage off slowly, he looked at the clean stitch line. It was a little swollen and looked a nasty shade of red mixed with purple. The rest of him had fared okay compared to that shoulder. He must have whacked it on the cement hard. When he tried to lift it, he could feel the tense muscles screaming at him to stop. His head spun and he had to grab the countertop so he wouldn’t pass out.
He’d take a very hot shower, maybe even use the jacuzzi tub that sat in the overly large master-bathroom. He hadn’t used the huge thing once since moving in a few years ago.
Turning the handles, he got the water running so hot, the whole bathroom steamed. It took less than fifteen minutes to fill the large tub. Hitting the buttons, he set the temperature at a hundred and the bubbles at full high, then he slipped in to the water and groaned as the warmth spread throughout his entire body. Why hadn’t he used this thing earlier? He could feel the tension leaving him inch by inch as he laid his head back on the headrest and thought of the kiss.
Roberta set her cell phone up to wake her every hour. She’d even plugged it in to make sure it would charge overnight. Looking around the guest room,
He must have fallen asleep. Because, the next thing he knew, Rob was lightly shaking him awake. She was leaning over him and when he opened his eyes, he noticed that her hair had fallen forward. Reaching up, he ran the silky strands through his fingers. He must have been a little loopy from the drugs, but he didn’t care. Pulling her face down to his, he sampled the lips he’d been dreaming of.
She allowed him to pull her into the kiss. It took just a light tug to have her sitting across his lap. Her soft body pushed up against his and he marveled in her subtle curves. Running his hands up and down her sides he took the kiss deeper. She must have opened a bottle of wine because he could taste its tangy sweetness on her tongue. Her hands ran over his neck and when she lightly touched his shoulder, he gasped in pain.
“Oh, I forgot. Did I hurt you?” she pulled back and looked at his shoulder.
He chuckled, “No, I’m fine,” he watched her eyes focus and regretted the distraction.
She pulled back even further, “I guess we’d better eat. You need to take another pill and you’re supposed to eat something first.” She moved to get off his lap. He held her still for another moment.
“Rob, I think there’s something here. I’d like to explore it.”
“I would as well. But, first and foremost it’s business. I can’t be involved with someone I have an ongoing case with. It wouldn’t be…”
“Kosher?” he suggested.
She laughed at him, then got off the couch, and held out her hand to help him up.
She had made spaghetti and it tasted wonderful. He’d passed on the wine since it would cause side effects with his medicine.
After they’d cleared the dishes, he said. “My guest room is down there,” he pointed to the hallway on the left. “My room is down here,” he pointed to the opposite hallway. “If you want to…”
“Don’t even go there Derby,” he noticed the smile she had on her face.
“Good night,” she bent and picked up her overnight bag. “I’ll be waking you up every hour to check on you.”
When he groaned, she continued. “Doctor’s orders.” Then she walked down the hallway towards her room.
Pulling himself together after watching her hips sway as she walked away, he retreated into his own room. He decided a hot shower would help him relax the sore muscles that were now screaming at him.
When he’d pulled off all his clothes, he stood and looked at himself in the mirror. Already he could see nasty bruises and small cuts running up and down his whole left side. The gash in his shoulder had been stitched and bandaged.
Pulling the bandage off slowly, he looked at the clean stitch line. It was a little swollen and looked a nasty shade of red mixed with purple. The rest of him had fared okay compared to that shoulder. He must have whacked it on the cement hard. When he tried to lift it, he could feel the tense muscles screaming at him to stop. His head spun and he had to grab the countertop so he wouldn’t pass out.
He’d take a very hot shower, maybe even use the jacuzzi tub that sat in the overly large master-bathroom. He hadn’t used the huge thing once since moving in a few years ago.
Turning the handles, he got the water running so hot, the whole bathroom steamed. It took less than fifteen minutes to fill the large tub. Hitting the buttons, he set the temperature at a hundred and the bubbles at full high, then he slipped in to the water and groaned as the warmth spread throughout his entire body. Why hadn’t he used this thing earlier? He could feel the tension leaving him inch by inch as he laid his head back on the headrest and thought of the kiss.
Roberta set her cell phone up to wake her every hour. She’d even plugged it in to make sure it would charge overnight. Looking around the guest room,
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