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KIM BALDWIN. of dreams will you have tonight with her in the next room?
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of dreams will you have tonight with her in the next room?
She remembered then that Stewart was picking her up in the morning, and picked up the phone on the kitchen wall.
Stewart answered on the second ring.
“Hey, bro,” Gable greeted him as she stuck a bag of popcorn in the microwave. “Would you be pissed off if we did our weekend getaway another time?”
“No, of course not. Did something come up? Are you okay?”
“I’m F ne. Erin showed up with dinner kind of out of the blue, and we’re going to watch a movie that runs late.”
“Ah. Erin, eh? How are you doing with that?”
“I’m dealing with it. You know what they say. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.”
“I hate to see you unhappy, Gable.”
“I’m not unhappy. Actually, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been, when I’m around her. It’s just very frustrating too.” She kept her voice low, and shot a glance into the living room to make sure Erin couldn’t hear her. She had settled onto the couch and was f ipping through channels on the TV.
“Call me if you need to talk,” her brother said. “Love you.”
“I will. Thanks, Stewart.”
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Except for the fact that she wanted to reach out and touch Erin all night but couldn’t, Gable had a great time. They shared popcorn out of a big bowl, sitting side by side on the couch, exchanging trivia about the movie and reciting their favorite lines along with the characters.
She was not at all tired when Rhett told Scarlett he frankly didn’t give a damn, but Erin was fading fast.
“Come on, to the guest room with you, sleepyhead.” Gable got to her feet and extended a hand. Erin took it, and Gable pulled her up.
She felt so light, a slightly F rmer tug would have brought their bodies together. The very thought of it made Gable take a step back, letting go reluctantly, memorizing the warmth of Erin’s hand in hers.
She led the way to the spare bedroom and turned down the coverlet.
“Would you like a big T-shirt or something to sleep in?”
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FORCE OF NATURE
Erin yawned and stretched. “Nah, that’s okay. I’m F ne. Just don’t be shocked if I meet you coming out of the bathroom in the middle of the night. I sleep in the buff. Can’t stand pajamas.”
Oh. Shit. There goes any chance at all of my getting any sleeptonight. “Uh…all right, then. Sleep well, and I’ll see you in the morning.
Let me know if you need anything.”
“I will. Thanks.”
As Gable turned to go Erin’s voice caught her at the doorway.
“Gable?”
“Yeah?”
“I had a good time tonight. I have more fun with you than anyone.”
“Me too. Thanks for coming over.”
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Gable F nally did doze off, but slept F tfully, awakening at every tiny sound, imagining it was Erin. Around three a.m. when she awoke, she realized it really was Erin this time; the water was running in the bathroom between the two bedrooms. Gable couldn’t help herself. She slipped out of bed and went to the door and opened it an inch, as quietly as she could.
She had put a nightlight in the guest room to ease Erin’s fear of the dark, and plugged another into an outlet in the hall so Erin could F nd her way to the bathroom. The latter gave Gable enough light to get a real good look at Erin’s incredible body as she stumbled back to bed.
There would be no more sleeping after that.
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Gable got up at six, threw on a robe, and made a pot of coffee to wake herself up. She was channel surF ng with the volume turned down when her emergency radio blared the signal for a callout. She was on the F rst-response team.
Gable jotted down the address and hustled to her bedroom, running headlong into Erin in the hallway.
“Was that your radio?” Erin had dressed hurriedly; her blouse wasn’t buttoned right.
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