Chapter 37
The curtains opened and Frank could make out the outline of Maria’s hair in the gloom.
She climbed into the cramped space, astride Frank, finding a comfortable spot that suited them both. Their lips met and soon their bodies were intertwined in a quiet urgency. No words. Just a need to be close.
Yet the uncertainty of who she really was floated at the back of Frank’s mind as they made love, both fighting to keep their gasps quiet.
Could she really be some kind of honey trap? Right then he almost didn’t care.
As they lay together, letting the rhythm of the train envelop them, Maria gently stroked a loose wisp of Frank’s hair back into place.
“Do you think if we get out of this there’ll be something for us on the other side?” she whispered.
Frank smiled, moving his hand up
