Faking It (d-2) by Jennifer Crusie

Author:Jennifer Crusie [Crusie, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: love_contemporary

TILDA WENT upstairs to bed that night at eleven, with both Steve and Davy behind her, determined to say no if Davy made his move. And he was going to, he had that cheerful look in his eye. Steve was looking fairly cheerful, too, for a change, but on the third-floor landing, as they passed Dorcas’s room, the door opened, and Dorcas peered out.

“Could you guys keep it down a little?” she said.

“What?” Tilda said, startled. “We didn’t say anything.”

“Not now,” Dorcas said. “Friday and Saturday night.” She shook her head at them. “All that moaning and screaming. I couldn’t paint.”

“That wasn’t us,” Davy said regretfully. “That was Simon and Louise.”

“Simon?” Dorcas said, as Ariadne walked out on the landing.

“A friend of Davy’s,” Tilda said. “And it was only the weekend. Louise isn’t-”

Ariadne swatted Steve, claws bared, three times fast.

Tilda scooped up the startled dog and held him out of harm’s way as Dorcas said, “Ariadne!”

“What the hell was that for?” Davy said.

“Past crimes.” Tilda propped Steve on her shoulder and he looked down at Ariadne, eyes wide. “It’s okay, Steve. She’ll get over it. I’ll tell Louise, Dorcas.” She started up the stairs again, and Davy followed her.

“What did he do to Ariadne?”

“He made a pass,” Tilda said, trying to keep the discussion PG.

“Oh.” Davy looked back down at Ariadne on the landing. “Doesn’t he get points for being open-minded?”

Tilda gave up on the PG. “He tried to hump her.”

“Steve, you dummy,” Davy said. “You gotta buy her a couple of drinks first, get her liquored up.”

Tilda had a momentary vision of Steve leaning up against the landing wall, asking Ariadne if she came there often, and laughed.

“Then when you’ve got her laughing,” Davy said to Steve, “make your move.”

“I too have claws,” Tilda said.

“And teeth. But I am not afraid.”

“You and Steve have a lot in common.” Tilda handed the dog to him.

“Speaking of dangerous females,” Davy said, slinging the dog under his arm, “where has Louise been? Simon’s starting to think she’s a figment of his imagination.”

“She’ll be back at the Double Take Wednesday night. She has Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday off.” She opened the bedroom door and saw her bed, looking vast and white in the moonlight.

“She takes three nights off from sex?”

“From the Double Take,” Tilda said. “Tell Simon to be patient.” Really patient, she’s not coming back here.

“That’s two days from now.” Davy put Steve on the floor. “I don’t know if he has that much patience. I don’t even think I do.”

“Develop some,” Tilda said.

“So that’s a no,” Davy said.

“If the question is what I think it is,” Tilda said, “then, yes, that’s a no.”

“You know, Vilma, playing hard to get can backfire.”

“I’m not playing,” Tilda said and locked herself in the bathroom to change into her pajamas. She liked sleeping in T-shirts better, but they had an adverse effect on Davy.

When she came out, he was already in bed, looking annoyed. She crawled in beside him, perversely glad he was there, and held up the quilt for Steve to tunnel under.

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