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.She burrowedback under the covers with a groan.She didn t want to know what was on thetray.She hoped to God it wasn t the bacon she smelled.Normally it was a salty,bacony good.Today it was doing a number on her ability to stop from tangoingwith the toilet.Seth placed the tray by her bedside.He winked at her solemnly, then tiptoedback out, shutting her door quietly.She risked sitting up to see what was on thetray.On the tray were a tall glass of orange juice, a glass of water and an assort-ment of pain pills.She chose the ibuprofen and decided to wait a bit to see if thepain medicine helped before risking the orange juice.She didn t want anythingacidic in her stomach just then.It never tasted good the second time around.She burrowed back under the covers, groaned and waited to die. 97/222She must have dozed off, because the next time she checked, her clock showedthat it was almost lunchtime.She sat up gingerly, waiting for the cranial explo-sions to begin all over again.All she felt was a vague sense of thumping at theback of her skull, and some mild nausea.She sighed in relief and reached for theorange juice.She downed half the glass, and realized that the nausea was duemore to hunger than the lingering effects of the hangover.She pushed the covers away.She needed to head to the bathroom.Mom hadalways told her that when you weren t feeling well, a shower would sometimeschase the icks away.Besides, she was pretty sure her breath could kill on con-tact, so brushing her teeth was a must.She stretched, the cool breeze feelinggood against her bare skin.Wait.Bare skin? She glanced down at herself beneath the covers and realizedshe was naked.She didn t remember taking off her suit before getting into bed.She didn t remember climbing the stairs to her bedroom so she could go to bed.Those drinks must have been really potent if she couldn t remember makingwith the naked.She swung her feet over the side of the bed, cautiously testing her stomachand her head to see if either was going to protest the motion.The room rockedslightly, but other than that, they both decided to remain silent on the subject.They were apparently taking a wait-and-see attitude, which was fine by her.She padded to the bathroom and spotted her suit on the floor.The scene fromthe hot tub rushed into her mind, the remembered feel of Seth s mouth on herbody filling her senses.She felt vulnerable as her nipples peaked in response tothe erotic images flashing before her eyes.It had been the most incredible, sen-suous experience of her life.She couldn t wait to repeat it.She picked up the bathing suit and hung it on the shower rod to dry beforemoving to the sink.Her mouth tasted like a skunk had crawled in, had babiesand died of old age.What was wrong with her? As hot as Seth was, she didn t usually put out be-fore the third date.Okay, so his red swim trunks had shown his shape off nicely.So he d been sweet.He d talked about his wife, and she d comforted him.Andmaybe they d been living together for a little while, but was that really an excuseto mambo on his lap? She reached into the shower stall and started the water.Yes, Abby.You are full of shit.If Seth had crooked his finger at her, she wouldhave gladly mamboed whenever he wanted.Hell, if he asked the right way, shemight even be willing to Macarena.She stepped into the shower and beganshampooing her hair.Twenty minutes later, showered and dressed, she decidedthat, once again, her mother had been right.The shower seemed to clear the last 98/222of the cobwebs from her brain.She scrambled into blue jeans and a dark goldsweater, remaining barefoot.She combed her damp hair, leaving it curlingaround her face, and headed for the stairway.She could smell grilled cheesesandwiches, and her stomach rumbled.She was starving.She carried her empty orange-juice glass into the kitchen, and smiled ruefullyat Marian.The older woman grinned back. Good afternoon, dear.Glad to seeyou re feeling better. Marian turned her attention back to her sandwiches.Sheexpertly began flipping them. By the way, Seth mentioned something thismorning about you preferring to drink sangria.Would you like a ride into townto pick some up to go with dinner tonight?Dear God, yes.Red wine never gave her a hangover. Yes, thanks. Abby no-ticed that Marian was only flipping two sandwiches. Where are Seth andJoseph? Oh, they had to run into town to pick something up.I think Seth wants to in-stall some kind of new security system. She shrugged nonchalantly. Whateverit is, I m sure it will take them the rest of the day to pick out.You know men,once they enter either a hardware or electronics store.Abby grinned. Bill is like that.He has more computer gadgets and gizmosthan most small countries.Drives Trish crazy.Marian grinned back, and Abby was surprised once again by the degree ofcomfort she felt in this woman s presence.Maybe it was because Marian had thesame blue-gray eyes that Seth did, or the same grin.Her hair was a lighter shadethan Seth s but her features were stamped on his face.Abby found herself drawnto the warmth in Marian s eyes.It was easy to see which one of his parents Sethfavored.Marian set the sandwiches on the kitchen table and poured them each someiced tea. How are Bill and Trish? I haven t seen them in a while.Abby bit into her sandwich and moaned at the cheesy, gooey goodness. They re good.Bill was promoted to detective not long ago, and Trish is.Trish.Marian s eyes lit up. Is she still running that Internet jewelry store? Yup, and she loves every minute of it.She adores making her own hours, saysit lets her deal better with having Bill on such an odd schedule.She can workwhen he works and be available when he s free. I ll have to look it up again.It s been a while since I visited her site. Marianblushed. Um, would you mind doing me a favor? My hairdresser quit suddenlyand moved to Arizona with her boyfriend, and.Well. Marian fingered herhair and sighed. I m feeling a little frizzy in more ways than one.Abby almost laughed. I d love to do your hair. 99/222They settled into a nice lunch, discussing highlights and lowlights and cutsthat framed the face.Abby was in her element.They went to the liquor store after lunch, where Abby purchased her sangria.After paying, the two decided to do a little window-shopping.Abby was de-lighted by the shops in Hidden Springs [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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