She came back over to me and put her arms around my neck. Her tongue flicked out to wet her lips and her eyes raked over my body just as they had the ...ay we’d met. The sun was still high over the water and it reflected in her dark eyes. I looked down at her breasts, full and trapped in her bathing suit top. My mouth watered at the idea of removing it. ‘Is it secluded enough for you?’ Before I could respond, she anticipated my next question. ‘No one will come back, don’t worry.’ ‘That’s good.’ I. If they had indeed moved out, you would hope that at least one of them would be back for this or that piece of furniture, or that the next tenant would somehow be able to send the letter on its journey to the former residents.Even before you opened your apartment door, you heard contemporary slow jazz music and animated conversation between two familiar voices.Instantly, your pulse spiked along with a twisted sort of hope and arousal.You went to bed very early, then lay awake for almost three. We got our food and drove to the hotel. His mom was out of town so he wouldn’t be able to see her until the next day and we had decided that he would just stay with me. I had gotten a room with two double beds at the hotel and he went and set his bags on the bed that was still made and informed me that he was going to take a shower. He disappeared into the bathroom and I soon heard the shower water running. I ate my food and then layed back on the pillows and flicked on the TV. I was suddenly. "Bad dream, sweetheart?" A solemn headshake, up and down. "All gone now?" Same headshake. "Want me to stay here until you fall asleep?" A third rendition. "Okay, roll over." Tiffany let go Caroline's neck and settled in. Caroline snuggled down beside her.I whispered to Caroline, "You just sleep in with her. I'll get the menfolk moving this morning." I leaned past her to kiss Tiffany's cheek, which she promptly rubbed off—scamp—and kissed Caroline, too. She turned her head enough to catch it.