Page 30 of A Man After Midnight

“Go,” she moaned. “Go, go, go!”

He gave a harsh groan and erupted. The sensation of his cock swelling inside her, along with her own stimulation, made her lose control. She shuddered as her climax hit, and a loud buzz roared through her ears. Euphoria strung her tight, balancing on the high wire, until the onslaught drained her of energy. Wren collapsed on top of her, both their bodies crashing to the bed below.

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Later that night, they lay curled up spooning under the covers. The curtains to the window were wide open, allowing the glow from Times Square to illuminate the room with a pale lambency. Caroline knew Wren lay awake behind her. He lightly traced an indistinguishable pattern on top of her arm.

“What are you doing today?”

Caroline glanced at the red digits on the clock, taking note that it reported a quarter past midnight.

“Aldy and I are going to a matinee,” she told him.

“Already bought your tickets?”

“Yes.”

“You leave today.”

“Yes,” she answered, though technically he hadn’t asked a question.

“What holds you in Baton Rouge?”

“What do you mean?”

“What’s your life like?”

“Oh,” she said, pausing as she thought of her reply. “I grew up there, so it’s comfortable. My parents still live there. I’ve got friends. Not Aldy, of course, but people that I can rely on. Have fun with. I like my job. Why?”

“Just trying to get a mental picture of you,” he told her. “I’ve noticed you don’t like talking about yourself.”

“No, I don’t.” She sighed. “You asked, ‘who is Caroline’ … and I couldn’t answer, because I’ve made some dumb choices and talking about those choices hurts.”

“Have you found an answer yet?”

“Truthfully, I don’t know how to answer it,” she admitted.

His arms tightened around her. “I hope you don’t consider me a bad choice.”

She patted his arm reassuringly. “Never. I think you may just be the best one I ever made, although I’m not sure if I’m ready to jump back into the dating pool again. At least, not quite yet. But I suppose it’s good that I’m thinking about it.”

He was quiet for a moment. “Good night, Caroline.”

“Good night, Wren.”

Feeling safe and secure, Caroline gave in to sleep.

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