Midnight Sun (56 page)

Lonnie
glanced
at
his
reflection
in
the
mirror.
“
Are
you
just
going
to
stare?
”

“
Yeah,
”
Marcus
replied
with
a
licentious
grin,
“
unless
I
can
touch,
too.
”

“
I
can't
reach
my
back,
” she said with a tiny pout.

“
Then
here
I
come—Lotion
Man
to
the
rescue.
”

She
let
out
a
playful
laugh
as
he
drew
near
and
she
passed
the
bottle
of
lotion
to
him.
He
squirted
more
of
the
white
cream
onto
his
hand
and
rubbed
it
in
between his palms
until
it
was
as
warm
as
his
own
body heat
.
Then
he
put
his
palms
onto
her
skin
and
spread
the
lotion
with
long,
deep
strokes
across
her
lower
back,
where
the
muscles
were
visibly
most
tense,
pressing
with
his
thumbs
in
an
outward
motion.
He
curved
the
tips
of
his
fingers,
hardening
them
into
stiff
rakes
that
he
slid
down
the
length
of
her
spine,
pressing
deep
into
the
tight
muscles.
She
leaned
onto
the
counter,
her
hands
holding
her
body
upright
, fingers grasping
the
cool
marble
surface.
Lonnie
let
out
a sigh,
her
eyes
sliding
shut,
face
relaxing
into
an
expression
that
bordered
on
ecstasy.

“
You
are
a
good
husband,
”
she
said,
her
voice
low
and breathy
.
“
I'll
keep
you.
”

“
Were
you
considering
otherwise?
”

“
A
lady
has
to
keep
her
options
open,
you
know,
”
she
replied,
“
but
so
far,
you've
accumulated
enough
points
to
last
for
at
least
a
decade.
”

“
You're
keeping
score,
eh?
”

“
It's
hard
to
keep
score
with
you.
T
here
haven't
been
enough
bad
points
to
even
make
the
list
yet.
”

“
Sounds
like
I'm
safe
then.
”

“
Safe?
” S
he
pondered
the
word.
“
Securely
married,
yes,
but
as
long
as
you're
with
me,
you're
in
deep
danger.
”

She
turned
around
and
pulled
him
close,
pressing
her
lips
to
his
in
a
passionate
kiss,
then
slapped
his
rear
end
hard
enough
that
he
let
out
a
yelp.

She
laughed
out
loud.
“
You
sure
are
wimpy
for
a
Marine.
”

“
You
don't
hit
like
a
girl,
”
he
said
back.

“
Well,
you
can't
have
it
all—a hot
wife
and
she's
a
pushover,
too?
Huh-uh,
bub,
this
bod's
gotta
be
worth
a
little
work
for
ya.
”

Lonnie
walked
from
the
bathroom
to
the
closet
where
her
suitcase
lay
open
on
a
folding
metal
rack.
She
sauntered
with
an
exaggerated
swaying
of
her
hips
for
a
couple
of
steps,
then
straightened
her
body
with
one
hand
under
her
belly
and
the
other
on
her
lower
back.