another.”
“It won’t be for long, just until you
get off the others.”
“But it didn’t work for your dad.”
“It might’ve. We didn’t know about his
addiction until it was too late. He hid it from us. Fleet, please try, for both
our sakes.”
“All right. Call her. But don’t let anyone else
know she’s coming here.”
“Not even Digby ?”
“No. For all I know, Ned might’ve
bugged his phone. I wouldn’t put it past him.”
She reached into her purse, found her
phone and hit the buttons. Callie answered in a lilting voice that surprised Tegan .
“Mom, are you okay?”
“Yes, baby! Oh, I’m so glad you
brought Digby into my life! We’ve been together all day!
Did you know he loves jazz and blues as much as I do? And he’s crazy for Billie
Holiday! We’ve been listening to her records all afternoon!”
“That’s wonderful, Mom. Is he still
there?”
“Yes.”
She whispered to Fleet: “Digby’s with
Mom. Should I let her tell him?”
“Yeah, there’s no way Ned could bug
your phone.”
Tegan nodded. “Mom, I need both of you to
come out to Fleet’s mansion as soon as possible! He’s sick, very sick!”
“Take him to the hospital.”
“He won’t go. Mom, he’s addicted to
prescription drugs, just like dad …”
The phone was stone quiet for a few
minutes.
“Mom, did you hear me?”
“Yes, I heard you. Has he overdosed?”
“No, he’s quit, cold! And he’s in an
awful mess. The withdrawal is slow murder!”
“He needs to see his doctor, Tegan . I can’t do anything.”
“Just get here, Mom, please? Digby will explain why Fleet should not be seeing his
doctor. We need you. I don’t know if I can handle this alone.”
“We’ll be there as soon as we can!
I’ll have to stop by the pharmacy and get something. Keep him warm and calm.
And relax, Tegan . You’re stronger than me. I know you
can handle anything that comes your way!”
“Right! Mom, please hurry!”
“We will!”
She hung up, looked at Fleet. The
room about them was closing in like a tomb.
“We’re going upstairs!” she decided.
CHAPTER FOUR
Fleet was throwing off the cover one
minute and grasping for it blindly the next.
“Are they coming?”
“Yeah, they’ll be here soon. Mom’s
bringing something to help you get through this.”
“Love me, Tegan , I can’t stand being
this close without kissing you!”
She shook her head, though the need
was building inside her.
“It can’t hurt me, you know , if that’s what’s stopping you. It might even save me.”
She looked into his eyes; they were weak
and lined. His face slowly shifted into a smile. Tegan couldn’t resist. She moved to surround him in welcoming arms and open thighs,
taking him into her and rocking him subtly. The passion washed over them,
gentler this time. She kissed him, stroking his firm torso and hips with a
comforting, arousing massage. He groaned, began to tremble; his sweat pouring
down on her like rain. The effort seemed too much for him. Tegan urged him back down and rose up to set herself on top of him. She moved her
pelvis like a wheel, the rhythm creating an exquisite tension between them. She
bent low to bite at his nipples. He couldn’t take it, drove his hips up to
seize control, sending them both off into a rapturous spiral of blinding,
all-consuming electricity. Once the sparks subsided, Tegan fell off of him and let the sweet tears flood her eyes. Fleet leaned close,
kissed them away.
“Did you make it to Mars this time?”
he asked just before he passed out on her shoulder.
“Yes, I did,” she whispered back,
sweeping the wet hair from his brow.
They remained in bed, quiet and
content, for a good twenty minutes. Then Tegan remembered her mother and Digby would be there soon.
She slid out from under his chin, hurried to the bathroom to wash. She dressed
again and used a warm rag to cleanse Fleet’s body.
“That feels good!” he sighed. “Are
you ready for more space