Lady in White by A.J. Matthews

Author:A.J. Matthews [Matthews, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Published: 2011-12-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Burwell looked out of the office window at the monochrome world and reflected on the previous evening's revelation. It had been the last of that day's surprises; his morning had begun with another.

The day was overcast; threatening clouds slid by overhead, borne out of the north on the infamous Alberta Clipper, but no snow had fallen yet. Lumps of piled snow occasionally fell from the black branches of the trees along the river, and he could just make out the housing beyond. Christmas decorations made muted patches of color, the only relief from the prevailing black, white, and gray. He sighed and reached for the phone, tearing his gaze away from the world outside. As a psychiatrist, he recognized displacement activity when he saw it, especially in himself.

"Martin? It's John Burwell. Listen, I've got clearance for you to look through some files…"

* * * *

Martin was surprised at the news. "Thanks, John. If you text me the address, I'll get over there."

He ended the call and looked at Claudia, still sleeping beside him. Only her nose, forehead, and a patch of tousled auburn hair showed above the cover. They'd both been too emotionally drained to do anything more than crawl into bed last night. The fight had been ugly; he ruefully acknowledged he had the typical Englishman's abhorrence of “making a scene,” and it had pained him beyond belief to think he might've lost her.

She opened an eye and peered up at him sleepily. "You're still here, then?" she said.

"I'll always be here," he replied quietly.

"I'm glad, Marty." She half-rose, slid across the bed, and wrapped her arms around him. "I was acting the fool last night."

He hugged her. "You weren't, love. We both got a nasty shock, but it's over and done with. We're together, and that's all that matters."

"Mmm!"

She pulled him down under the cover and cuddled close, her head on his chest, and toyed with his nipple. He could feel her breasts pressing against him, and began to get an erection. His cell phone beeped, announcing an incoming text. "Bugger!" Checking the screen, he switched it off and laid it aside.

"Was it your phone that woke me up?" she asked.

"Hmm? Oh, yes. John Burwell called. He's managed to get access to some files for me." He jerked a thumb at the phone. "He just sent a text with the address of the archive."

"Burwell?" She raised her head enough to look at the bedside clock, and groaned softly. "He must be at the hospital. It's later than I thought."

"What time do you have to be at work today?" He stroked her arm, reluctant to let the moment end.

"I'll need to be there around eleven to finalize a sale." Her hand wandered lower, over his chest and stomach and through his pubic hair, until her fingers found and closed around his tumescent cock. "In the meantime, I guess I can find something else to do!"

"I hope Mrs. Grundy upstairs has earplugs handy!" he said, grinning. "The way I'm

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