”“That’s good,” he says brushing her cheek with his hand as he stands back up. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get home.”“Though case?”“Ye...h, a woman in an alley. We got the guy and he is going to get nailed hard for it.”“What happened?”“Guy raped and then stabbed her to death,” Jonathan answers with a frown. “Bad thing is her little girl watched it all happen.”“That poor girl,” she says sullen.“I shouldn’t have said that,” he admonishes himself. “Bad way to ruin your day.”“It is what it is I guess,”. I saw the security guy give her a quick glance up and down. It didn’t appear proprietary. It was more like a guy inspects a car for scratches or dings after he parked in the grocery store lot. Believe me, I knew the look well.Liz spun in a circle and then shook her head at him when she faced him again.“No welts, bruises or cuts,” she said. The guy looked a bit ashamed of himself but I wondered if Liz had returned home from somewhere injured before. I guess the thought pissed me off and it. As her face passed mine she gave me a kiss, right on the lips, and I stopped lowering her right away. As kisses go, I'd say it was very innocent, but not chaste. It was more like a kiss of promise. I felt part of the promise in my heart, but the majority seemed centered just a little bit lower. As she pulled her head back from me, I lowered her to her feet and broke out in a blush just from having had the thoughts that I'd entertained for only a few seconds. "Why are you blushing Jackie? Did a. From their accents, I gleaned they weren’t from Maryland. ‘Native New Yorkers?’ I asked, watching them brush the ice from their clothing. They glanced at each other as if to give mutual approval to engage in conversation. ‘New York State, not the city,’ the blond said. ‘We’re from Woodstock, Ulster County.’ Miles’ face lit up. ‘Woodstock, where that big rock concert was held last summer? Were you there?’ Miss Raven-Haired looked slightly annoyed, as if people had asked this many times before..