Chapter Fifty-four
Greg lowered the Beretta and took a step forward. “I’m not sure I understand.”
“It’s a chance for us.”Mickey softened her voice to a whisper. “You do like me, don’t you?”
“Well, sure...”
“Then sit here, beside me. Where we can be close. And touch.”
“Mickey...”
“C’mon Greg, touch me. I want that...”Mickey’s hand came up, a fingertip tracing lightly across the underside of her right breast. “Touch me and who knows, maybe things will work out for us, like they did with your mother. We can help each other, Greg. Ease each other’s fears and frustrations.”
Mickey’s heart tripped as he took another step closer and Cat took aim, judging the trajectory of her Tarzan-like swing. Cat was about to clear the edge of the roof and would get an unobstructed shot at Greg if only M
