Today’s excerpt is from Whodunit
Did It, Book #1 of the Bader Trilogy.
Elmer’s partner, Alan, starts a serious relationship with Elmer’s
ex-wife’s sister…a widow who has not had sex since her husband died. Enjoy and have a wonderful day.
m.j.
As he lay there
in bed, he swore. Unsettled at this
thought, he still tried to get back to sleep, while Beth—never having gone to
sleep—heard too. She sighed as she ran
her hand down her body. She stopped and
whispered to herself, “No way,” got up, and slipped a robe on over the sheer
nighty she had on. She opened the
packet, took one of the items out, put it in the pocket of her robe, then
walked with purpose to Alan’s door. When
she got there, she took the doorknob in her hand, turned it, released it, then
sank to the floor…too ashamed to go in, too weak with frustration to return to
her own room.
Alan had heard
the door latch open, then shut. He
wondered who it was, but laid there a few moments, before curiosity got the
better of him. He got up, walked to the
door, and opened it slowly. Beth,
leaning against the door, nearly fell over, but caught herself, then just sat
there. Alan didn’t know what to do,
though he almost burst out laughing at the sight—but somehow kept it in. In desperation as to what to do, Alan sat
down next to Beth. Only then did he see
in the now-dimmed hall light the tears rolling down Beth’s cheeks. Still not sure exactly what he should do, he just
stroked her hair as he muttered, “There now—it’s okay.”
After he spoke, Beth
really started to sob quietly. Alan drew
her to him to soothe her. He realized
while he was soothing her, he was
getting anything but soothed.
Remembering the packet Beth had snatched up, he took a deep breath,
picked her up, and carried her to the bed, forgetting all about the open
door. When they were on the bed, on top
of the covers—Alan holding her to him—she inched closer (if possible). She remembered the pocket of her robe, took
out the item she had put in the pocket, handed it to Alan, and whispered,
“Better use this.”
Later, too spent
to move, they both fell asleep, cuddled in each other’s arms until morning,
when Ruth and Elmer both got up, dressed, and headed down the hall. Ruth stopped when she got to Alan’s open
door, looked in, and saw her sister and Alan side by side. They were both stark naked. She also noticed the now secondhand item she
had purchased for her sister on the bed, an arm’s length from Alan. She motioned with her hand to Elmer, who
looked in, smiled, and started to say something, when Ruth whispered, “Shush,”
and gently closed the door.
As careful as
she tried to be, Alan woke up. “Oh,
damn.”
That woke
Beth. “What is it? Why the ‘damn’?”
“Someone just
closed the door. I’ve a feeling I left
it open last night before we…er…”
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