Peyton's Pleasure (127 page)
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y Tu
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s
d
a
y ni
g
ht,
she
w
a
s
r
e
a
d
y
f
or
a b
rea
k.
T
h
e
S
a
loon
h
a
d
b
ee
n
p
a
c
k
e
d
e
v
e
r
y n
i
g
ht
she
wo
r
k
e
d.
I
t
w
a
s
c
lose
to
3:00
a
.m.
b
ef
o
r
e
she
m
a
de
it
to
b
e
d
eac
h
mo
r
ni
n
g
.
S
he
g
u
e
s
s
e
d
she
w
a
s
g
e
tting
old
e
r b
e
ca
use
it
s
ee
m
e
d
like it
w
a
s
g
e
tti
n
g h
ar
d
e
r
a
nd
h
ar
d
e
r
to
g
e
t
up
on
S
und
a
y mo
r
nin
g
s
to
g
o
to
wo
r
k
a
t
the din
er
.
“
H
e
y
,
P
e
y
ton.
How
ar
e
y
ou
doi
n
g
?
”
G
ra
d
y
g
r
a
bb
e
d
a
n
e
mp
t
y t
a
ble
in h
e
r
a
rea.
“
Doing
g
ood.
W
h
a
t
a
b
o
ut
y
ou?
I
didn
’
t
s
e
e
y
ou
this
w
ee
k
e
nd.”
S
he
pou
re
d him a
c
up of
c
o
ff
e
e
.
“
B
e
e
n
out
of
town.
J
u
s
t
g
ot
b
ac
k
in
a
bout
midnight
l
a
st
ni
g
ht.”
He st
ar
t
e
d to s
a
y
som
e
thing
t
h
e
n stopp
e
d
a
nd look
e
d
a
w
a
y
.
“
W
h
a
t is it, G
ra
d
y
?
”
“
I
just
w
a
nt
e
d
to
know
h
ow
y
ou
a
nd
R
y
k
e
r
ar
e
d
o
ing now.
W
a
sn
’
t su
r
e
it w
a
s ok
a
y
to
a
sk
o
r
not.”
“
W
e’r
e
f
i
n
e
.
I
’
m
so
r
r
y
a
bout
ear
li
er
.
I
s
cr
e
w
e
d
u
p
a
nd
shouldn
’
t h
a
ve
us
e
d
y
ou
like
th
a
t.”
S
he
bit
h
e
r
lip
a
nd
w
a
i
t
e
d
f
or
him
to
s
a
y it w
a
s ok
a
y
.
“
No,
y
ou
shouldn
’
t
h
a
v
e
.
You
kn
e
w
h
o
w
I
f
e
lt
a
bout
y
ou.
Not on
l
y
th
a
t, but
R
y
k
e
r
is my
f
r
i
e
nd.
I
t
c
a
us
e
d some
t
r
ouble
with us.”
Pe
y
ton
s
w
a
llow
e
d
ar
o
u
nd
the
knot
in
h
e
r
t
h
r
o
a
t.
“
I
know.
I
’
m
so
r
r
y
.
I
g
u
e
ss it just isn
’
t
e
nou
g
h, tho
u
g
h
.
”
Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
“
W
e’r
e
f
r
i
e
nds
too,
P
e
y
ton.
I don
’
t
w
a
nt
to
lose
th
a
t,
but
don
’
t
e
x
p
ec
t me
to h
e
lp if
thin
g
s
g
o sour
on the
two
o
f
y
o
u.”
“
I
wouldn
’
t
e
x
p
ec
t
y
ou
t
o, G
ra
d
y
.”
“
H
e
y
!
I
n
ee
d
some
c
o
ffe
e
o
v
e
r
h
e
r
e
,”
a
v
oi
c
e
to
h
e
r
l
ef
t
c
ompl
a
in
e
d.
“
S
o
r
r
y
,
I
’
v
e
g
ot to g
e
t b
a
c
k to wo
r
k. You
w
a
nt the
usu
a
l
?
”
“
Y
ea
h.
Th
a
t
would
b
e
g
o
od.” He smil
e
d
a
t
h
e
r
a
n
d
th
e
n
took
a sip of
his
c
o
ff
e
e
.
His wo
r
ds h
a
d hu
r
t,
b
ut sh
e’
d d
e
s
e
r
v
e
d th
e
m.
S
h
e’
d
a
lmost s
cre
w
e
d
up
a lot
of
thin
g
s
r
unni
n
g
fr
om
how
s
h
e
fe
lt.
M
a
y
b
e it
w
as
time
to
g
ive
it
a
noth
e
r
t
r
y
.
S
he
n
ear
l
y
d
r
opp
e
d
t
h
e
pl
a
te
of
e
g
g
s
she w
a
s
c
ar
r
y
i
n
g to
a
c
ust
o
m
e
r
wh
e
n
she
r
ea
li
z
e
d
s
he
w
a
s
t
a
lking
a
bout lov
e
.
Not
just a
re
l
a
tionship,
but
f
ull
-
out lov
e
.
N
ow
she
h
a
d
a
lot to think
a
bout.
W
h
e
n
she
g
ot
o
f
f wo
r
k
l
a
t
e
r th
a
t
d
a
y
,
she
b
y
p
a
s
s
e
d
the
g
r
o
c
e
r
y sto
r
e to
g
o
st
ra
i
g
ht
ho
m
e
f
or
a
c
h
a
n
g
e
.
S
he
w
a
s
s
till
ree
ling
fr
om
the
rea
li
z
a
tion
she
mi
g
ht
be t
a
lking
a
bout
loving
R
y
k
er
.
W
a
s
she
ca
p
a
ble of
loving
som
e
one
e
ls
e
?
Evid
e
nt
l
y
so, b
e
ca
use
s
h
e
lov
e
d
R
y
k
er
.
S
p
ea
k
of
the
d
e
vil.
He
stood
outside
h
e
r
a
p
ar
tm
e
nt
doo
r
,
w
a
iting on h
e
r
wh
e
n s
h
e
d
r
ove
u
p.
“
W
h
a
t
ar
e
y
ou doi
n
g
h
e
r
e
?
”
she
a
sk
e
d,
c
limbing out of
the
car
.
“
W
a
iting on
y
o
u.
I
tho
u
ght
I
would
h
e
lp
y
ou
do
y
our
c
ho
r
e
s
tod
a
y
a
nd m
a
y
be
y
ou would h
a
ve
time
to sp
e
nd with me
toni
g
ht,”
he
s
a
id.
“
Hmmm,
sounds
g
ood
to
m
e
.”
S
he
n
e
a
r
l
y
l
a
u
g
h
e
d
a
t
the
st
ar
tl
e
d
e
x
p
re
ssion
on
h
i
s
face
.
H
e’
d
b
ee
n
g
e
are
d
up
f
or
a
f
i
g
ht
ov
e
r
it,
she
c
ould t
e
ll.
W
ithout
a
llu
d
ing to
th
a
t
knowl
e
dg
e
,
she
unlo
c
k
e
d
h
e
r
a
p
ar
tm
e
nt
a
nd l
e
d him insid
e
.
“
W
h
a
t
’
s
f
i
r
st
?
”
he
a
sk
e
d,
r
ubbing
his h
a
nds t
o
g
e
t
h
er
.
“F
i
r
st,
I
n
ee
d a
Di
e
t
C
ok
e
. Th
e
n
I
’
ll
g
a
t
h
e
r
up the
l
a
und
r
y
.
”
“
Do
y
ou
h
a
ve a
w
a
sh
e
r
a
nd
d
r
y
e
r h
e
re
?
” He tu
r
n
e
d
a
c
ompl
e
te
c
i
rc
le
a
s if
looki
n
g
f
o
r
it.
L
a
u
g
hi
n
g s
h
e
point
e
d
d
own
the
h
a
ll
b
e
hind
the
kit
c
h
e
n.
“
I
t
’
s down
th
ere
,
sm
a
ll
doubl
e-
d
ec
k
e
r
th
a
t
on
l
y
holds
a
c
ouple
of
thi
n
g
s
at
a
tim
e
.”