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Qui
And right then, he put away the fantasy forever. He didn't need it anymore. He didn't want Carmen Electra. He sure as hell didn't want Martha Stewart. He wanted this woman-he wanted Audie.
He pulled her up as he rose to his knees, then turned so that she sat on his lap. She stayed curled around him, quiet, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. Eventually, she stirred. "Qui
"Mmm?"
"Are you always like that?" She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder.
"Like what?" he wondered aloud. Did he usually let his heart crack in two? Did he usually see his soul reflected in a woman's eyes?
"Do you always talk that much?"
He chuckled, slightly embarrassed, gently stroking her back and hip with one hand. "Did I talk a lot?"
She pulled away enough to see his face, so sweet and confused. She ran a finger along his sweaty hairline and smiled at him. "Yes. You talked an awful lot."
He frowned. "That may have been a first. I hope I didn't say anything stupid."
Audie stared at him in silence, then kissed his cheek and tucked her body close to his again, gripping his waist tight with her legs.
So many extraordinary things had just happened to her, but the most amazing was that Qui
Suddenly there were tears in her eyes, and she was glad he couldn't seethem.
"Nothing stupid, Qui
After a long while, he lifted her away from his chest and kissed her tenderly. "I won't be sleeping in the guest room tonight, will I, Homey?"
"No. And not in the hallway, either. I don't think I'm done with you."
"Are you threatening me?" His mouth twitched with the begi
"Yes, and you love it." She ran a finger across those beautiful lips. "Shall we?"
With a groan she pulled away from him, tucked her legs beneath her, and stood. She offered him her hand, but he just looked up at her, astonished.
"Aren't you coming?"
"I kind of like the view from here," he said, and she looked down to see her thighs glistening with sweat and semen.
"Oh, God."
He jumped to his feet and put his arms around her, rubbing her back. "You look like a woman who's been thoroughly ravaged, and as I recall, that's what you ordered. Wa
When she stopped laughing, she leaned her head back and looked into his eyes, so bright and contented. "I have to tell you something first, Qui
"I'm all ears."
"I explained how it is with me, and-"
"I changed all that?"
As ridiculous as it seemed, Audie suddenly felt a little self-conscious. "It seems that way," she whispered.
Qui
"That's because I was."
He kissed the adorable tip of her nose, then rubbed his cheek against hers as he whispered into her ear, "Tell me how it was different."
She closed her eyes and sighed, wondering how she could possibly explain this to him. She wasn't an expert on the male orgasm, but she didn't think they had the kind of drastic range of responses that women did. After a long moment, she pulled back to look at him.
"OK, Qui
His grin spread.
"My usual orgasm is a Bud Light."
He was already shaking with silent laughter. "And just now…?"
"Like sticking my mouth under the Gui
Qui
"You're supposed to warn me when you're going to talk about beer, woman."
"I forgot again."
"Audie, you make me so happy… "
The words came out sure and clear, and though Qui
When she warned him she was a failure at love.
Qui
Chapter 11
September 14
Dear Homey Helen:
I've known people who've used compulsive neatness as a substitute for human co
I think you've seen this behavior: Clean, clean, clean. Control, control, control. Do, do, do-all to stay so busy that you don't have time to look around and realize you've wasted your entire life.
And realty, what is the point of a spotless house or an orderly desk if your life is in shambles?
– Your most loyal fan
PS: I really enjoy the new "Pet Corner" on your Web site. It's helpful and entertaining!
Qui
But he wasn't. Because this morning he was Autumn Adams's lover, and the desk sergeant had just escorted her into the detectives' room, and he felt like he did every time he'd ever had the privilege to watch Frank Thomas hit one over the400-foot center field wall at Comiskey Park -he was awestruck. Just damn glad to be alive.
Sta
Her eyes flew wide and she stared desperately at Qui
"Good morning, Audie," he said evenly. "I think Stan was asking if you liked the party."
"Oh, crap. Hell." She collapsed in the chair and produced a weak smile for Sta
"Always do. Want some coffee, Audie?" Detective Oleskiewicz winked at Qui
"I'd love some!" she called after him.
Qui
"Good morning, Homey," he said softly. He leaned back in his chair and clasped his fingers behind his head. "So you missed me, huh? It's been"-he quickly checked his watch-"three hours and forty-six minutes since I left your place."
It seemed Audie was trying her best not to smile at him, too, and Qui