wonderful! Delicious! You taste delicious!â She took Hawker by the arm, but he pulled away and, with a momentâs hesitation, dropped himself into the icy water of the plunge pool.
Shit!
âIsnât it the best, most wonderful, greatest thing youâve ever felt! No wonder that old bastard Bill Nek promised to geld any man who touched me. He knew that if I ever found out how much fun it is with a healthy man, he would never ever get me back!â
Hawker got out of the pool and brushed the water from his close-cropped dark red hair. What the icy water hadnât done to discourage his libido, the revelation about gelding had. âYes, Melissa, it feels wonderful and nice and all of those things you said. But donât you think you ought to prove to yourself that you can enjoy it in places other than a steam room? Christ, I feel like corned beef.â
Standing naked, sweating, her entire body flushed by heat and lovemaking, Melissa Nek was a truly beautiful specimen, as wild-looking and tawny as a lioness. âYes!â she shouted to the night. âIn the bedroom, the living room, the kitchen, in front of the fireââ
âYouâre asking a lot for only three hundred thousand,â Hawker said, climbing from the cold water.
The woman looked at him, then did a double take. âMy god, what happened? Youâre all shriveled!â
âItâs not shriveled, itâs camouflaged. Heâs down there someplace hiding.â
âHow about if I yell âfire,â then grab him when he jumps out?â the woman said, only half-kidding. She stroked Hawkerâs inner thigh and took him into her hand. âThe poor darling. I know just the thing to get him back out. Come with me.â
Being led toward the house by his exhausted member, the vigilante said, âOkayâbut only if I can finish my beer first.â
Later that evening, they lay wrapped in each otherâs arms naked by the fire. The vigilante stirred, opened one eye, and peeked at his watch.
Ten eighteen P.M.
âHey,â he whispered. âHey, you.â
The woman yawned, scratched, smiled. âHey, yourself,â she purred. âAre you rested up? Do you want to do it again?â
âWe donât want to overdo it,â Hawker said quickly, âwhat with you being a beginner and all. Besides, I have to be going. When you hijacked me this afternoon, we took my friendâs car. Right now, heâs probably wondering if Iâm dead or alive.â Hawker glanced down and added wryly, âFrankly, Iâm not sure myself.â
He stood. âCome on, Iâm going to have to drop you near your house. Iâll bet Nekâs having fits.â
The woman stretched luxuriously. âI have a Porsche down in the garage. I bought it just in case something like this ever came up. If the old bastard asks me where Iâve been, Iâll tell him I got restless and went out and bought a car.â
âClever,â said Hawker. âWhat husband wouldnât fall for that?â
She wrapped her arms around his waist tenderly. âIâm going to see you again, arenât I, James? I donât think I could bear not to see you again. Besides, we have a business deal, donât we?â
âIâm not an assassin, Melissa. Iâm not going to take a contract to murder your husband.â
âBut youâve already fulfilled the other half of the bargain. You made me feel so wonderful tonight, James. Iâve never felt so good in my life.â
Hawker kissed the woman tenderly on the forehead. He was beginning to feel an unexpected affection for this troubled, impulsive, and spoiled woman. âThere is something you can do for me, Melissa. I donât need money, and even if I did I couldnât take any for this. But there is something you can do.â
She rubbed her cheek against his chest. âAnything, darling. Just name
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