There was one light on in a small bedroom on the second floor.“This place is so freakin’ creepy and so cool, Ben,” said Martina Penworth. “We only use this place in the summer, and then not always.”“Any ghosts? He returned the favor and it didn’t take long for them to advance beyond kissing.When they came up for air, Ben grabbed the bottle of Pappy Van Winkle and took a swallow.“Hey,” she said, grabbing at the bottle, “what about me? “Patience, baby, patience.”He took another swig but was careful not to swallow.
He winked at Martina, pressed his mouth hard against hers.
She parted her lips just enough so that the warm amber fluid drained slowly into her mouth from his.
A three-time winner of the Shamus Award, he has also won the Anthony, Macavity, Barry, and Audie Awards. Jesse was the police chief, so he must have a lot of pull with the selectmen, the Health Department, the dogcatcher. Stared at Dan’s moving lips, watched his gestures, but Jesse wasn’t exactly in the moment.
He teaches writing at Hofstra University and is a founding member of MWA University. He was thinking about tomorrow’s drive down to New York City, about the reunion.
When she’d taken it all in and swallowed, she sighed, and her body shuddered involuntarily.