I walked back to the hotel, which was only a few blocks away. And then I was knocking on Mari’s hotel room door loudly enough that I knew she’d open the door just to tell me to be quiet.
“Will you be quiet?” she said scathingly.
“You look mad, wife.”
“I’m not your wife.” She drew herself up. That motion put her breasts on display, and I realized she was wearing nothing but a short, silky nightgown.
How was I supposed to concentrate with her magnificent t**s right there? Did she want me to seduce her? Based on the fact that we’d made out twice already, she wasn’t immune to me. I had a feeling I could get her p***y wet and swollen within two minutes, if she didn’t stab me first.
“What?” she said, breaking through my lurid thoughts. “I was sleeping.”
“You left the reception twenty minut
