Olivia by Donna Sturgeon

Author:Donna Sturgeon [Sturgeon, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary
ISBN: 9781475054552
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-03-14T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The next morning, Olivia shuffled into George’s kitchen with her hair standing on end and deep red creases on her face from the bunched up pillow and big sleep boogers in the corners of her eyes and her breath stinking like the bowels of hell. George looked up from the burnt and crusty meatloaf pan he was scrubbing, and he was so taken by her beauty the steel wool Brillo pad fell out of his hand. He pinned her against the fridge and kissed her until her toes curled.

“Good morning.” She smiled and tried to talk without breathing in his face, which was silly because he had just run his tongue all around all that funk and hadn’t seemed to mind.

“Good morning,” he said with a smile of his own.

“Are you coming to the hospital with me again today?”

“Of course.”

“Don’t you have to run the bar?” she asked.

“No. I’d rather be with you,” he said and then kissed along her neck and trailed his hands along her body.

“What about Helen’s kids? Won’t all these days off play right into their hands?”

“I don’t care. You and Eugene are more important to me than a stupid bar.”

“When do you want to leave?”

“Ten, fifteen minutes maybe,” he said with a shrug as he tried to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, but it preferred to stick straight out the side of her head. He let out a laugh and smoothed both of his hands down her head to try and tame the wild, but there was no taming the wild when it came to Olivia. He gave up and kissed her again, funky breath and all.

Her hands ran a course around his fine, hard body, eventually finding their way into his boxer-briefs. She was in the process of making his toes curl when the phone rang. They both groaned at once and George leaned back away from her to reach for the phone. Olivia took advantage of his angle to dip down and envelop her funky breath around something else, causing George to answer the phone with a gasp of surprised pleasure and a little moan instead of a hello.

His eyes closed and his breathing became labored as he grunted out little words of understanding to the person on the other end of the line while Olivia did her best to make him hang up faster. She was doing an outstanding job for having just woken up. He was getting a little weak in the knees when suddenly he stood at attention and George Jr. did the opposite.

“Of course,” he said into the phone. He lifted Olivia by her upper arm and kept a tight hold of her. “We’ll be there in five minutes, Officer Wade…Yes, I understand…We will, of course, sir.” George hung up the phone and cupped Olivia’s face in his hands. Very slowly and very carefully, he said, “Do not freak out, ok?”

“Why not? What happened?” Olivia asked, already disobeying George’s instructions. “Why were you talking to Clete? What happened? Is it Eugene?”

“You know Officer Wade?” he asked.

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