Jessica Noble stood at her kitchen window and watched Kurt Merchant pull up in front of her house in the Mercedes he'd borrowed from Jessica's half-sister, Gretel Fox. Jessica felt hotter than her oven, preheated to 350 degrees, despite the November weather. Gretel had manipulated their boss into firing both Kurt and Jessica before brazenly stripping Kurt of...
Maple leaves of orange, yellow and salmon pink adorn the rolling countryside, distracting the mind from November's chill and its windy bite. The sun still shines, but the warm embrace comes from a distant place now, with much less passion. The change of seasons can be bittersweet, as when summer's frenzy is replaced with autumn's cooling. College football, h...
It was nice to be able to spend the day grooming, being artistic, and cooking. Cat had just finished taking a pan of cinnamon buns out of the oven and flopped down on the sofa to lounge and think for a few minutes. She had no idea what time Evan would be back. It was still early in the afternoon, so she probably had a little while. He had left her a key an...
I could have flown. But flying at Christmastime is always such hassle. Full flights. Expensive flights. Everyone trying to sneak aboard double their allocation of carry-on baggage. All tripping over one another. Chaotic airports. And even after putting up with all that, I would still have needed to hire a car at the other end. So I decided to drive. I set...
Cabin in the Country He was there when I woke in the morning. It might not seem like such a big deal to most women these days, to find a naked man in bed upon waking, but Charlie and I had never slept together before our wedding. Oh, we had made love. We had screwed. We had fucked each other's brains out, as the quaint saying goes. But because of his work...
Saturday. I love Saturdays. You got to wake up late and enjoy a long shower. After that you lay on the couch, scratching your balls while watching Star Trek reruns or playing fighting video games. No job to attend to, and I since have the habit of going on all necessary errands for the week-end on Wednesday afternoon, I have nothing else to do than to shout...
"This is ridiculous." I can't believe that it's Christmastime and it's about 80 degrees in Richmond. I'm trying to bake cookies to take home to my parents. You are standing in the doorway of the kitchen, shirtless, with a beer, laughing at me. The constant running of the oven has made it unbearably hot in the kitchen so I am down to a bra and short shorts,...
Dear Jeb, This will be my last letter for a while. That tantrum you had in the visiting room scared the heck out of me. Maybe you'll eventually grow up, and get over being dumped! In the meantime, I sure don't need to deal with that kind of scene again. I want to explain what happened, from my side at least. I called Helen when I got home from the doctor'...
Prolouge Chapter theme song: "Not Afraid Anymore": Hasley His lips rammed against mine with increasing haste, his body meshing with mine like the silk satin of my blood red dress that clung to every crevice of my skin. His fingers felt like liquid fire against my flesh, the soft velvet of his lips grazing over the nape of my neck in hunger. He gripped the...
We each work, but you drives against the traffic, and I drive with it. We both drive about twelve miles each way. You get off work at four o'clock; I don't get off until five. The direction you drive means you'll usually get home ninety minutes before I do. Tonight I was caught in traffic and you beat me by almost two full hours. We love each other. I don't...