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she looks around to make sure no one is
nearby.   No one is.   She turns the corner and pushes the
wheelchair towards the elevator.
    She reaches the elevator and stops.   She pushes the down button.   A couple of nurses walk by.   Duke looks nervous, Claire smiles at the nurses.   The elevator arrives.   Claire pushes the wheelchair into the
elevator.   The doors close.
    The elevator doors open.   Claire pushes the wheelchair out into
the parking garage.
    She wheels Duke over to her car, a Jaguar sports coup.   
    Duke is duly impressed.   “This is your car?”
    “ Yuup .”
    “Nice.”
    Claire removes the handcuffs and helps Duke into the passenger
seat.   “I picked you up some clothes
and shoes.   They're in the trunk.”
    Claire shuts the door, pushes the empty wheelchair next to the wall and
then gets into the car.   Claire
starts the car, the engine purrs like a kick-ass kitten.
    “Where to?”   She asks.
    “North.”  
    Claire drives out of the parking garage and turns onto a city
street.   It's the middle of the
night, so it's dark and quiet.   The
car passes a parked SUV with tinted windows.
    Inside the SUV…
    Whitmore, seated in the passenger seat, reads a tracking monitor
watching as the jaguar bleeps along revealing it's pinpoint location.  
    Whitmore turns to the agent in the driver's seat.   “Let's go, but do not get within her
view.”
    Inside the Jaguar…
    Claire drives along a country by-way. The night sky is slowly
brightening into day cloaking the world in a light grey tone.
    Her hand is on the stick-shift , her bracelet on
that wrist.   Duke touches her hand.
    “How are you doing?” He asks her.
    “So far so good.   How about
you?”
    “Nervous.”
    “How much further?”
    “A few hours.”
    “Maybe we should think about stopping somewhere, to wash up, change up,
get you your meds,” Claire offers.
    “Sounds good,” he responds.
    Claire and Duke check into a highway motel.   They enter the motel room, Duke is
still in his hospital pajamas.
    There are two queen sized beds in the room,
Claire puts a suitcase on the first bed.   She opens the suitcase and removes a pair of men's jeans, a men's tee
shirt and a pill bottle.   “Clothes
and pills, what more could a man want.”   She quips.
    She locks eyes with Duke, his penetrating look tells her, without a
single word, exactly what more he wants.   She wants it to.   She drops
the clothes and the pills on the bed.
    Duke sweeps her up in his strong embrace.   He carries her to the second bed, places her on the bed and
lowers himself on top of her.   Their eyes locked the entire time.
    He kisses her.   A tender kiss.   They linger with the kiss, passion and desire growing as their tongues
explore each other’s mouths.   They’re savoring the feeling, the moment.  
    He nuzzles his cheek into her neck, “God, I love how you smell,” he
whispers in her ear.   The feel of
his scuff on her neck shoots an intense wave of pleasure through Claire’s body
causing her to quiver.   She presses
her hips into his feeling his hardness.
    With the passion building, they sit up to take off their clothes.   Claire removes Duke’s hospital
top.   She caresses his muscular
chest, relishing his warm skin.   She kisses the very spot where he had spilled the chili.   “This is where I wiped the chili from
your chest.”
    “I remember.   Every moment
with you has been unforgettable, Claire,” Duke tells her as he gazes intently
into her eyes.
    Duke removes Claire’s nurse’s top and sports bra.   He fondles her breasts, her nipples
hardening under his touch.   He
suckles first one breast and then the other as Claire runs her fingers through
his dark wavy hair.
    She unties the
strings on his bottoms and pushes them down around his hips exposing his long,
hard manhood.   She takes it in her
mouth kissing it, licking it as Duke moans with pleasure.   Neither can wait, the ache, the need,
the longing are too