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(UM…EEK!)
The alarm went off. Eddie touched a button and rolled into me.
I tensed, waiting for him to throw back the covers and drag me out of bed.
Instead he pulled my back to his front and asked softly, “How’s your head?”
I did a full body scan. My knees hurt, my head hurt and my entire body felt stiff.
On the other hand, I was breathing and not locked in a scary, sideways refrigerator at the morgue so I figured I was feeling pretty good.
In answer I said, “I cannotbelieveI have to get shot for you to hit the snooze button.”
His body went still.
“Can we make a deal?” he asked, his voice still quiet.
I wasn’t awake enough to make a deal with Eddie, but was also not feeling like arguing.
“Maybe,” I hedged, thinking that was a good compromise.
“The deal is that was the last joke we’ll make about you gettin’ shot.”
My breath caught and I held it.
His lips came to my neck.
“Deal?” he asked.
“Okay,” I agreed on a big exhale.
I had to admit his words and the meaning behind them shook me straight to my soul.
I didn’t have time to focus on my shaken soul, Eddie’s lips started roaming, gliding up my shoulder.
“Are we going to take a shower?” I asked.
He carefully turned me around so we were face to face and his hands slid down my back to my bottom. I tilted my head up to look at him and his eyes were on my temple.
“I figure it’s best we do this lyin’ down.”
I nodded, because he was probably right. I’d survived a shooting. I didn’t need to die a tragic death while being given an orgasm in the shower.
Then he kissed me and I wasn’t thinking about tragicanything.
Then he made love to me.
It wasn’t hot, fast or rough like it seemed both Eddie and I liked it.
It was about a slow burn. It was gentle. And it was sweet. It was so slow, gentle and sweet that, in the end, it garnered an “ohmigod, ohmigod” neck arching orgasm, which was good since, after, my body didn’t feel stiff anymore.
* * *
“We’re goingto be late for work,” I said to Eddie’s throat when we were done and I was lying in his arms.
His arms got tighter, indicating we weren’t going anywhere.
“Indy doesn’t care when you show up and everyone knows my girlfriend got shot last night. I don’t think they’ll be expecting us first thing.”
