One More Bite (38 page)

He slid his hand over both of mine just in time to catch the tear that had escaped from my eye. “I know,” he said softly. “I promised you before that I would not let those cretins harm you. I have never broken a vow and I never will. You have not been fired, nor even suspended. You are on vacation. During which time the Oversight Committee will come to see the error of its ways.”

I glanced up in time to see a satisfied little smile play across his face. “What are you going to do?”

“What I should have done the moment I heard they had managed to get themselves appointed.”

He met my eyes, his own softening to amber as he said, “You will let me do this thing for you?”

“I don’t even know what it is!”

“Are you sure you want to?”

I nodded. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, as if he thought my drab little bedroom might be bugged or something. I started to laugh. “Are you serious?”

“I rarely know how to be otherwise.”

“You know, that just might satisfy my undying need for revenge on Pete and his goddamn bosses for siccing Albert on us in the first place. Can I help?”

“It would be better if you did not.”

I thought about it. “Oh. Of course. Well, then, you have my blessing. And, you know what, this is it!”

“This is what?”

“That thing you said you’d try to find that would prove how much you love me. This is definitely the one.”

“Are you sure? Because I had something else in mind.” His eyes began to dance as his hand slid up my arm.

I let my eyes go round. Played innocent as I asked, “What do you mean?”

He swung one leg over my hips and pulled me farther up onto the bed. When my trunk blocked our progress he shoved it onto the floor. The crash delighted me. Gave me hope that most of our bedroom meetings would be loud and surprising. As if he could read my mind he asked, “Are these walls soundproof?”

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“I don’t know,” I replied, giggling as he found the ticklish spot under my ear and gently nipped it.

His lips moved to mine and for quite some time I thought our conversation had ended. Finally he raised his head just enough to lock my eyes with his, which had brightened to emerald. I could hardly think now, not with his hands roaming freely and our clothes flying through the air like confetti, but I did think I heard him whisper, “Then you will have to ask your neighbors in the morning.”

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