“Where were you last night? I’d planned something special.” Meredith stood in the kitchen, hands on her hips which were draped with an almost see-through slip over a bikini.
Dennis couldn’t take his eyes off her. Makeup perfect, hair dyed into the fashion of silver-before-your-time and curling around her pretty face in soft waves, she was hot. Beneath what passed for fabric, her body had curves he ached to press himself against.
“Are you quite okay?” her voice softened with amusement. “See something you like?”
“Coffee for a start.” Dennis enjoyed the flash of annoyance Meredith shot him. “We’ve got plenty of time, Merry, but need to play it right.”
“I don’t see why. Jack is gone. And you’re single now.”
“Hardly. It takes more than moving half my belongings out of an apartment to be si
