so fast it’ll make you dizzy.”
“Look, Billy...”
Billy stepped closer. The smell of alcohol increased. “You look.” Billy jabbed a finger in the air between them. “You fuck with me and you’ll be sorry.”
He turned and stomped down the stairs.
Chapter 14
Sam awoke to silence. Wonderful blissful silence. Maybe the couple upstairs had suffered heart attacks after all. Her prayers had been answered. What time had she finally dozed? Three o’clock or so. The sexual Olympics above her had gone on at least until then.
So, why was she awake? God knows she needed the sleep. Then, she heard birds chattering outside her open window. That must be what awoke her. Or maybe it was the gentle breeze that rustled through the aspen leaves. Or perhaps the first light of morning that pressed against the sheer curtains.
She stretched and yawned, glanced at the clock. Eight. Her muscles were less stiff. Her run had done some good. She flexed her hands. Still stiff and swollen, but less than yesterday.
Fortunately, her next fight was two months away. Plenty of time for her body to heal. Then, back to the gym, the heavy bag, and Jimmy Ryker, her trainer, beating her into physical and mental condition.
Maybe 30 more minutes of sleep. After all, she was on vacation.
Then, it started. A giggle, a laugh, a moan. A faint creak, a squeak, and finally the full-on gasping and grunting of sex. Great. The happy groom had awakened with an erection and just couldn’t let it go to waste. Maybe she should call the bride’s father and tell him his new son-in-law was a sex addict. Maybe he’d come get his daughter and Sam could get some sleep. Or maybe she should call Nathan again and threaten him with bodily harm if he didn’t get his butt on a plane pronto.
She lay there listening for ten minutes and then gave up and rolled out of bed.
Jesus. Someone should throw cold water on them.
She stepped into the jeans she had dropped on the floor the night before and pulled on a sweatshirt. After splashing water on her face, she joined Alyss in the kitchen. Breakfast preparations were well underway. Bacon sizzled in a skillet and the aroma of baking biscuits drifted from the oven. Sam poured a cup of coffee and leaned against the counter, sipping it.
Alyss broke eggs into a bowl. She looked at Sam and laughed. “Not much sleep last night?”
“A few minutes here and there.”
“I heard them, too. At least until 2 a.m.”
“Then, you missed rounds four and five. Round six’s underway right now.”
“Tell me about it,” Shelby said as she came in. Her hair was a wild mess of tangles and several of her short braids had come unraveled, their Sesame Street clips missing. She accepted a cup of coffee from Sam and fell into a chair at the table, rubbing one eye with a balled fist.
“I wonder if they’re coming down for breakfast,” Alyss said.
They heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up to see the Kendalls, flushed with the afterglow of sex.
“Good morning,” Alyss said. “Hungry?”
“Starving,” Debbie said.
Kurt and Debbie took seats at the table. Sam poured coffee for them. Alyss served up eggs and bacon and placed a basket of biscuits on the table. Everybody dug in.
“What do you guys have planned for the day?” Alyss asked the couple.
“Drive around,” Kurt said. “See some of the countryside. Maybe go down to Ouray. I hear it’s beautiful.”
“It is,” Alyss said. “It’s called the ‘Switzerland of the Rockies’.”
“Then, maybe go for a hike this afternoon.”
“What time would you like dinner?” Alyss asked.
“Last night was wonderful,” Kurt said. “But I think I’ll take my bride out tonight. If that’s OK.”
“Of course,” Alyss said. “But, if you change your mind, I’ll fix something here.”
“I’m going into town to pick up a few things,” Sam said. She looked at Shelby. “Want to go with me? I’ll buy you some boots for our horseback ride today.”
“I
“Look, Billy...”
Billy stepped closer. The smell of alcohol increased. “You look.” Billy jabbed a finger in the air between them. “You fuck with me and you’ll be sorry.”
He turned and stomped down the stairs.
Chapter 14
Sam awoke to silence. Wonderful blissful silence. Maybe the couple upstairs had suffered heart attacks after all. Her prayers had been answered. What time had she finally dozed? Three o’clock or so. The sexual Olympics above her had gone on at least until then.
So, why was she awake? God knows she needed the sleep. Then, she heard birds chattering outside her open window. That must be what awoke her. Or maybe it was the gentle breeze that rustled through the aspen leaves. Or perhaps the first light of morning that pressed against the sheer curtains.
She stretched and yawned, glanced at the clock. Eight. Her muscles were less stiff. Her run had done some good. She flexed her hands. Still stiff and swollen, but less than yesterday.
Fortunately, her next fight was two months away. Plenty of time for her body to heal. Then, back to the gym, the heavy bag, and Jimmy Ryker, her trainer, beating her into physical and mental condition.
Maybe 30 more minutes of sleep. After all, she was on vacation.
Then, it started. A giggle, a laugh, a moan. A faint creak, a squeak, and finally the full-on gasping and grunting of sex. Great. The happy groom had awakened with an erection and just couldn’t let it go to waste. Maybe she should call the bride’s father and tell him his new son-in-law was a sex addict. Maybe he’d come get his daughter and Sam could get some sleep. Or maybe she should call Nathan again and threaten him with bodily harm if he didn’t get his butt on a plane pronto.
She lay there listening for ten minutes and then gave up and rolled out of bed.
Jesus. Someone should throw cold water on them.
She stepped into the jeans she had dropped on the floor the night before and pulled on a sweatshirt. After splashing water on her face, she joined Alyss in the kitchen. Breakfast preparations were well underway. Bacon sizzled in a skillet and the aroma of baking biscuits drifted from the oven. Sam poured a cup of coffee and leaned against the counter, sipping it.
Alyss broke eggs into a bowl. She looked at Sam and laughed. “Not much sleep last night?”
“A few minutes here and there.”
“I heard them, too. At least until 2 a.m.”
“Then, you missed rounds four and five. Round six’s underway right now.”
“Tell me about it,” Shelby said as she came in. Her hair was a wild mess of tangles and several of her short braids had come unraveled, their Sesame Street clips missing. She accepted a cup of coffee from Sam and fell into a chair at the table, rubbing one eye with a balled fist.
“I wonder if they’re coming down for breakfast,” Alyss said.
They heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up to see the Kendalls, flushed with the afterglow of sex.
“Good morning,” Alyss said. “Hungry?”
“Starving,” Debbie said.
Kurt and Debbie took seats at the table. Sam poured coffee for them. Alyss served up eggs and bacon and placed a basket of biscuits on the table. Everybody dug in.
“What do you guys have planned for the day?” Alyss asked the couple.
“Drive around,” Kurt said. “See some of the countryside. Maybe go down to Ouray. I hear it’s beautiful.”
“It is,” Alyss said. “It’s called the ‘Switzerland of the Rockies’.”
“Then, maybe go for a hike this afternoon.”
“What time would you like dinner?” Alyss asked.
“Last night was wonderful,” Kurt said. “But I think I’ll take my bride out tonight. If that’s OK.”
“Of course,” Alyss said. “But, if you change your mind, I’ll fix something here.”
“I’m going into town to pick up a few things,” Sam said. She looked at Shelby. “Want to go with me? I’ll buy you some boots for our horseback ride today.”
“I
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