The kiss grew into a press of mouths, and the woman's hair was soft brown waves that filled Avery's hand, softer even than it looked. It was useful to know that there was almost no furniture in the condo, because the owner, Jill Conroy, was waiting for a shipment that had been delayed twice. Smells, so good, so yummy. But somewhere in those confused images, I recognized a face.
The thought came, She's taken what she gave him, but on the heels of that thought came another. The shivering has slowed. You give me an inch, and then you take it away. I heard him in my head, Anita, but still he was cold, still he lay in someone's arms.
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