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“I love you, too.”
Joe unzipped my skirt, kissed me, undid the buttons of my blouse, unclipped the barrette from my hair, slowly tugged off my clothes, until I was bare and flushed and, well, panting.
I hugged pillows to my chest as Joe tossed my clothes and his onto the lap of the chair. Neither one of us was talking now.
When I couldn’t stand to wait another minute, he flipped up the covers, took away my pillows, and got into bed beside me, his naked body hot against mine.
I hooked my arms around his neck, pressed my toes against the tops of his feet, fitted my mouth to his, dissolved into the smell and feel and taste of Joe.
He opened me with his hands and his mouth, and then he moved into me.
Oh my God.
It had been a long time since nothing mattered but this.
Chapter 45
JOE AND I WERE LEANING into the wind at the bow as the ferry chugged across the bay on the return trip from Sausalito to San Francisco. Joe looked pensive, and I wondered why that was.
I reviewed our lazy roll out of bed at around 11:00 that morning, the brilliant blue sky as we held hands on the top deck of the outbound ferry. We’d had a cozy late lunch at Poggio, an outstanding restaurant overlooking the water.
It was as if we’d been transported to the coast of Italy, dining on pasta at the edge of the blue Mediterranean Sea. Yep, it was that good.
I squeezed Joe’s arm.
It had been a spectacular six months for the two of us. We’d bridged the geographical distance between us with phone calls and e-mails. Then, once or twice a month, we’d have a magical weekend like this one.
And then it would be over, which seemed so cruel and wrong.
In a half hour, I’d be in my apartment, and Joe would be heading to Washington on an air force jet.
“Where are you, Joe? You look like you’re very far away. Already.”
He put an arm around me, pulled me to him. I savored these last moments, the gulls calling and swooping alongside the ferry, the spray of water on my face, Joe’s arms tight around me, the feel of his sweater against my cheek.
“I can’t keep doing this,” he said. “Making love eleven times in twenty-four hours. I’m forty-five for Christ’s sake.”
I threw back my head and laughed. “Aerobics are always a good thing.”
“You think it’s funny? You do, don’t you? My manhood’s at stake here.”
I hugged him hard, reached up and kissed his neck, then kissed it again.
“Don’t start up with me, blondie. I’m out of steam.”
“Seriously, Joe. Is everything okay?”
“Seriously? There’s a lot on my mind. I just haven’t known when or how to get into it.”
“I guess you’d better start talking,” I said.
Joe turned his blue eyes on me as the ferry eased closer to the dock.
“I think we need to spend more time together, Linds. This weekend stuff is unbelievable but —”
“I know. The drama gets in the way of reality.”
He paused before saying, “Would you ever move to DC?”
