The Sound and the Furry by Karen Ranney

Author:Karen Ranney [Ranney, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Karen Ranney LLC

Chapter Thirteen

I wouldn't have shaved his leg

Speaking of Gone with the Wind…there’s a scene in the movie when Scarlett O'Hara wakes the next morning and stretches. You could tell that the night before must've been magnificent because she has a smile on her face reminiscent of a cat that had gorged on a few dozen canaries.

I had the same smile on my face.

I didn't open my eyes yet, intent as I was in recalling the events of the night before. Granted, I hadn't all that much sleep and it was going to show later. I had to work all morning, plus man the emergency clinic tonight. I was going to be dragging by tomorrow, but I couldn't get that smile off my face.

Mark just might have won the sex Olympics. I could see him mounting that podium, standing tall, bending his head for a female judge to put the gold medal over his head. Hell, I might even award it to him myself.

For artistry above and beyond – gold.

For tenderness – most certainly gold.

For bestowing incredible pleasure in an extended form – gold, gold, gold.

I sighed deeply and finally opened my eyes, blinking at my ceiling. I didn't even bother to look to my left. I knew he’d gone. The room felt empty.

Slowly I sat on the edge of the bed, which required more effort than I’d anticipated. Every muscle in my body felt weak. I was loose and relaxed. Very, very relaxed. I fell back on the bed and closed my eyes again. Maybe I should call in tired. I could just imagine what the response to that would be.

Maybe the truth would set me free. "Excuse me, but I can't come in to work today. I had mind blowing sex for at least six hours last night and I can barely sit up. I haven't tried standing yet."

Nope. That wouldn't go over very well. My reputation might improve at the clinic, however. Right now most of my associates thought I was a stick in the mud. Somebody who never went out after work, never had a drink or two, and didn't engage in pursuits of an amatory nature.

I kept my eyes closed and smiled broadly.

A few minutes later I persuaded myself that I needed to get to work. I sat up on the edge of the bed again and realized, belatedly, that the Brood wasn't whining at my feet.

Had Mark let them out when he left?

Panic immediately stripped me of any lassitude. I did my thing in the bathroom, then grabbed my terrycloth robe from the back of the door. For the first time since waking I was glad Mark had already left. I wouldn't want anybody to see me in that robe. It had been washed so many times that the terrycloth was thin, but it was soft and comfy against my naked body.

I raced down the stairs. I didn't want the Brood to get out and go exploring the grounds. They hadn’t shown a propensity for

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