Chapter Five
In the morning, Christina was up before Dale, making coffee and breakfast, and rousing her lover from bed with a few passionate kisses.
“Morning, sweetheart,” she purred in his ear.
“Oh, my god, what time it is?” he said, jerking awake.
“Seven thirty, thereabouts. I thought we could have a little love-making to get the morning going.”
“God I wish, but I practically forgot. I’ve got to leave town again.”
“When?” she backed off looking hurt.
Dale glanced at the clock. “In about an hour.”
“What?”
“You were so hot last night I totally forgot to tell you. This China deal is getting messy, I have to fly to San Diego, and meet a boat that’s supposed to be docking today.”
“So, you’ll be back tonight?”
“Probably not. I have to check the shipment, and that could take a day or
