Chapter 6
Michael unlocked the back door to her house and held the door open until Clare had entered. Then she closed and locked the door. Clare turned around and looked, slyly, up at Michael.
“Are you locking the world out or locking me in?” Clare asked as she wrapped her arms around Michael’s neck. She had to stand on her toes to reach Michael’s five foot eleven frame.
“I don’t need to do either, do I?” Michael asked as she took Clare’s arms from around her shoulders. “Just hold on a minute. Let me get something to drink.”
Clare smiled at her. “I can do that for you, Mistress,” she chirped as she turned toward the kitchen.
Michael reached out and grabbed her wrist. “If I wanted you to get me something, I would have told you to do it. Go into the bedroom and take your clothes off.”
