Peyton's Pleasure (130 page)

“
H
e
llo
?
”

“
You sound
a
ll
out
of b
rea
th, d
a
r
lin
g
.
W
h
e
n
a
r
e
y
ou
c
omi
n
g b
ac
k
?
”

R
y
k
e
r
cr
i
n
g
e
d.
H
e
tu
r
n
e
d
a
w
a
y
fr
om
P
e
y
ton
a
n
d
hiss
e
d
into
the phon
e
.
“
I
’
m not
c
oming b
ac
k.
I
told
y
ou th
a
t
a
l
re
a
d
y
. And stop
ca
lli
n
g m
e
.”
He
hu
n
g
up th
e
n
s
w
it
c
h
e
d it to vib
ra
t
e
.

“
S
ounds impo
r
t
a
nt to m
e
. M
a
y
b
e
y
ou should h
a
v
e
t
a
k
e
n the
phone
ca
ll.”
H
e
r
voi
c
e
sound
e
d
a little dist
a
nt,
now.
He
w
a
sn
’
t
g
oing
to
l
e
t h
e
r
pull
a
w
a
y
fr
om him.

“
No
one
impo
r
t
a
nt,”
he
cr
oon
e
d.
“
You
’
r
e
mo
r
e
impo
r
t
a
nt
th
a
n
a
n
y
pho
n
e
c
a
ll
I
c
ould
r
e
ce
iv
e
.”

“
You
a
r
e
in
c
o
rr
i
g
ibl
e
.
”

“
On
l
y
with
y
ou,
b
a
b
y
.
O
n
l
y
with
y
ou.”

S
he
si
g
h
e
d
a
nd
c
ontinu
e
d
with
a
fr
own.
“
L
e
t
’
s
g
e
t
the
g
r
o
cer
i
e
s
a
nd
f
inish
up
t
h
e
l
a
und
r
y
.
Th
a
t
w
a
y I
h
a
v
e
a
ll
d
a
y tomo
rr
ow
f
r
e
e
.
No
erra
nds to
r
un
.
”

“
S
ounds like
a
rea
l
l
y
g
o
o
d pl
a
n to m
e
,”
R
y
k
e
r
s
a
i
d
.

Th
e
y s
p
e
nt
the
re
st
of
the
d
a
y
r
unni
n
g
h
e
r
er
r
a
nds
th
e
n
re
tu
r
n
e
d
to his
c
ondo
f
o
r
the
e
v
e
ni
n
g
.
S
he
would
b
e
g
oi
n
g
b
ac
k
to
wo
r
k
d
a
y
af
t
e
r tomo
rr
ow.
He
pl
a
nn
e
d
t
o
sp
e
nd
a
ll
d
a
y Thu
r
s
d
a
y
spoiling
h
er
.
H
e w
a
nt
e
d
h
e
r
to
miss
him
while
she
w
a
s
a
t
wo
r
k,
both
a
t
The
S
a
loon
a
nd
the
din
er
.
The
mo
r
e
she
miss
e
d
h
im, the
g
r
e
a
t
e
r
his
hold
on h
e
r would
g
r
ow.
P
e
y
ton
didn
’
t
rea
li
z
e
it
y
e
t,
but
she
w
a
s
g
oi
n
g to
be m
arr
i
e
d to him in l
e
ss th
a
n six
mo
n
ths, m
a
y
b
e
e
v
e
n l
e
ss th
a
n th
ree.

Th
e
y
s
e
ttl
e
d
d
o
wn
to w
a
t
c
h a
movie
af
t
e
r
a
dinn
e
r
of
g
r
ill
e
d sh
r
imp
a
nd
st
ea
m
e
d
v
e
ggi
e
s.
S
he still
t
ea
s
e
d
him
a
bout
his
b
e
ing
su
c
h a
g
ood
c
ook.
I
t
pl
ea
s
e
s
him
to
know
he
c
ould
m
a
ke
h
e
r
h
a
p
p
y with som
e
thing
a
s simple
a
s a
m
ea
l.

His
phone vib
ra
t
e
d
o
f
f
a
nd
on
th
r
ou
g
hout
the
m
ovi
e
.
He tho
u
g
ht
a
bout
tu
r
ning it
o
f
f
on
s
e
v
era
l
o
cca
sions,
but
old
h
a
bits
w
er
e
h
ar
d
to b
rea
k.
H
e
fe
lt like
he
h
a
d
to l
ea
ve
it on.

“
You
r
e
a
l
l
y should
t
a
lk
to
who
e
v
e
r
it
is
th
a
t
k
e
e
ps
bu
z
z
ing
y
ou. The
phone
h
a
s
vib
ra
t
e
d
the
c
ou
c
h
f
or
the
l
a
st two
hou
r
s.”
Pe
y
ton sound
e
d piss
e
d
a
bout it, too.