Read Online Without Mercy by Len Levinson, Leonard Jordan - Free Book Online Page B

those kinds of papers,” she said haughtily, for she read only Variety, Backstage, and Show Business.
    “Well that’s the case I’m working on now. It’s not easy to track down a killer like that.”
    “The truth is that you don’t care very much about me.”
    “We’ve been over this a million times. If I didn’t care for you I wouldn’t be here.”
    “You come here twice a month, and that’s it.”
    “I don’t have much time.”
    “Of course, because this relationship doesn’t mean very much to you.”
    “It does too. It’s the only relationship I’ve got. The problem is that you’re not doing anything with your life and you expect me to come around and make everything okay for you. But I can’t make everything okay for you. You’re the only one who can do that.”
    Her eyes flashed. “What do you mean I’m not doing anything with my life? I go to acting classes every day, and I go to the gym, and I go to auditions! You always say I’m not doing anything with my life, but I’m doing more than you! And I go to group every Tuesday night, and I’m writing a book on nutrition with my chiropractor!”
    “If you’re so busy, why do you want me around all the time to pat your head and play kissy face?”
    “Is that the way you see it? Just patting me on the head and playing kissy face? You’re a grown man, but you don’t know what love is. I feel sorry for you.”
    “The kind of love you’re talking about is ridiculous. You should have grown out of it by now.”
    “Maxwell says you’re afraid of a real relationship.” Maxwell was her psychiatrist.
    “Fuck Maxwell.”
    “Don’t you talk about Maxwell that way!”
    “I think he’s an asshole, and you’re a bigger asshole because you’re paying him forty dollars a week. If you kept that money you could afford an apartment with a bedroom.”
    “If I got an apartment with a bedroom, would you stay with me more often?”
    “How should I know?”
    She slid closer to him, wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and kissed his cheek. “I love you so much, Danny. Why can’t you love me too?”
    “Because I don’t believe in that crazy horseshit anymore. It’s okay for movies and television but for real life it can ruin you.”
    “You’re not romantic at all.”
    “You can say that again.”
    “Don’t you care about me?”
    “Of course I care about you.”
    He turned to her, kissed her fragrant throat, and moved toward her ear. She pulled away quickly.
    “All you ever come over here for is to get laid,” she said coldly.
    “What’s the matter with that?”
    “It makes me feel shitty.”
    “Don’t you like to fuck me?”
    “You’re the best sex I’ve ever had in my life,” she said, and melted in his arms.
    They lay side by side on the sofa, pecking each other’s lips, tasting tongues.
    “I love you, Danny,” she whispered.
    “I know it.”
    “Maxwell said I shouldn’t settle for relationships that aren’t what I want.”
    “Why don’t you just keep on with me the way we’ve been going, and give up Maxwell.”
    “I couldn’t give up Maxwell!”
    “You’re a grown woman but you can’t make a move unless you talk it over first with that asshole.”
    “He’s a very intelligent, aware, caring man.”
    “Then why don’t you go out with him?”
    “He’s married!”
    “I’ll bet his wife is breaking his balls right now just like you’re breaking mine.”
    “Is that what I’m doing?”
    “Yes.”
    “I’m sorry. I’ll stop. You just tell me what kind of relationship you want to have with me, and that’s what we’ll have.”
    “Why don’t we just continue whatever it is that we have, and if you find somebody you like better than me, go ahead out with him.”
    She moved her head back and looked at him as though the little wheels in her head were spinning fast. “Is that what you’re going to do, Danny?”
    “I don’t know what I’m going to do, Francie. I work like a dog and when I have a chance I