Chapter 24: Early

"The district attorney's office declines to file charges," the voice said.

"Your statement was voluntary and complete."

"The insurer has accepted the members' assessment as full settlement, and the groundskeeper's family has told us they will not press a complaint."

I looked up at Ramsay.

"I'm the groundskeeper's family," I said to the phone.

"Yes, ma'am," the voice said. "Good morning to you both."

Ramsay hung up and didn't speak.

He just folded forward until his forehead touched my shoulder, and he shook.

I held him on the 4th tee while the sun came up over the pines.

That night, we slept at the cottage.

I had insisted, and he hadn't argued.

By midnight the back bedroom with its quilt and its small window was the warmest room I knew.

At five in the morning I woke up to his mouth on my shoulder.

"Wake up," he said into my skin. "Your shift."

"It starts at six."

"It's five."

"Then you have an hour," I said, and rolled onto my back.

He smiled against my collarbone, and his hand slid down my stomach.

He kissed his way down my body slowly, and I fisted the old quilt.

He took his time with my breasts, then my ribs, then the soft skin of my hips, and my breath came shorter with every kiss.

"Ramsay. Please."

"Say it properly."

"Please put your mouth on me."

He laughed softly and did.

His tongue moved over my clit in slow, wet strokes, and two of his fingers curled inside me, and I had to bite the pillow.

The sun came gold through the window onto the sheets.

I came with a long, shaking moan, my thighs closing around his head, and he didn't stop until I was pleading.

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