Dancing Tides (228 page)

H
e
b
a
r
e
l
y
r
e
c
o
g
ni
z
e
d
B
e
nn
e
tt.
He’
d
f
o
r
g
ott
e
n how
t
a
ll the
a
sshole
wa
s.
A
nd his h
a
ir
was
so long
he
look
e
d like
a
d
a
mn
e
d hippi
e
.

Rob
b
y
wa
t
c
h
e
d
a
s the
c
o
uple
m
a
de
th
e
ir
w
a
y
a
c
r
o
ss the
p
r
op
er
t
y
w
r
a
pp
e
d
up in
eac
h oth
er
.
F
or
t
h
e
f
i
r
st time
in t
w
o d
a
y
s,
h
e
miss
e
d h
a
ving
the
hook
e
r
n
e
x
t to him.

W
h
e
n the
p
a
ir
dis
a
pp
e
a
r
e
d inside
a
hous
e
, Rob
b
y
g
ot bu
s
y
st
ac
ki
n
g
s
e
v
era
l
di
r
t
y
but
f
l
a
t
car
dbo
a
r
d bo
x
e
s
f
or
his b
e
d.

De
spite
the
b
r
ok
e
n
p
a
n
e
s
of
g
l
a
ss
fr
om the
v
a
r
ious bust
e
d
w
indo
w
s th
a
t l
e
t in the
c
hil
l
y ni
g
ht
a
ir
r
i
g
ht o
f
f
the
o
ce
a
n, his
“
b
e
d
r
oom”
f
or
the
n
e
x
t
c
ouple
of
d
a
y
s,
wa
s
n
’
t
a
ll th
a
t
c
old.
O
f
c
ou
r
s
e
, th
a
t
c
ould
h
a
ve
b
ee
n due
to the
w
hisk
e
y
h
e’
d stol
e
n
c
ou
r
t
e
s
y
o
f
the
on
l
y
g
r
o
ce
r
y
sto
r
e
in to
w
n
a
nd
c
onsum
e
d ov
e
r
the
l
a
st hou
r
.

Dra
ining
t
h
e
bottle
of
its l
a
st s
w
i
g
, Rob
b
y
s
e
ttl
e
d
do
w
n
to
sl
ee
p.

Af
t
e
r
a
lo
n
g
d
a
y
a
t the
fa
r
m, Co
r
d
c
ouldn
’
t think of
a
b
e
tt
e
r
w
a
y
to sp
e
nd
his
e
v
e
ning th
a
n
c
u
r
l
e
d up
w
ith
K
ee
g
a
n.
B
e
ca
u
s
e
the
c
hil
l
y
sp
r
ing
e
v
e
ni
n
g
d
e
m
a
n
d
e
d a
r
o
ar
i
n
g
f
i
r
e
, he
s
e
t the
w
ood h
e’
d st
a
c
k
e
d to
f
l
a
m
e
.

W
h
e
n he
tu
r
n
e
d
a
nd s
a
w
h
e
r
sitting
a
t h
e
r
little
d
e
sk
w
o
r
king
on
a
noth
e
r
g
r
a
nt
a
ppli
ca
tion, his h
ear
t s
ee
m
e
d to stutt
e
r
in his
c
h
e
st.
H
e
took in h
e
r
lon
g
,
l
e
a
n bo
d
y
in the
f
li
c
k
er
i
n
g
g
lo
w
.
Y
e
ar
ni
n
g
sl
a
mm
e
d into him.

Af
t
e
r
dimming
the
l
i
g
hts,
he
cr
oss
e
d o
v
e
r
to the
d
o
c
king
st
a
tion, slid his iP
o
d into the slot, hit the
Pl
a
y
button.
T
he
t
e
nor
voi
c
e
of
Te
d
d
y
T
hompson
f
ill
e
d the
r
oom sin
g
ing
I
n
My A
r
m
s
.

H
e
kn
e
w
h
e
h
a
d h
e
r
a
tt
e
n
tion
w
h
e
n h
e
r
h
e
a
d pop
p
e
d up.
“
W
ho is th
a
t
?
O
h,
his voi
c
e
is in
cre
dibl
e
.
I
love
this so
n
g
.
That
isn
’
t on
m
y
pl
a
y
l
i
st.”

H
e
g
r
inn
e
d.
“
N
o it isn
’
t. I
d
o
w
nlo
a
d
e
d
a
c
ouple
of
n
e
w
so
n
g
s
I
tho
u
g
ht might be
g
ood
f
or tim
e
s like
this.”

She
tilt
e
d h
e
r
h
ea
d.
“
T
im
e
s like
thi
s
?
”

“
W
h
e
n
I
a
sk
y
ou to d
a
n
c
e
.”
H
e
h
e
ld out a
h
a
nd.
“
Come
on.
Te
d
d
y
T
homp
s
on us
e
d to tour
w
ith Ros
a
nne
C
a
sh
’
s b
a
n
d.
I
g
ot hoo
k
e
d on his music
w
h
e
n
I
w
o
r
k
e
d s
e
c
u
r
i
t
y
d
e
t
a
il
a
t one
o
f
his
c
on
cer
ts
.
”
H
e
t
u
g
g
e
d
h
e
r
up
a
nd into his
ar
ms.
“D
a
n
c
e
w
ith m
e
.”

She
r
ose
a
nd
w
e
nt into his
ar
ms.
N
othing
in h
e
r
li
f
e
h
a
d
e
v
e
r
f
e
lt mo
r
e
r
i
g
ht
th
a
n him holding
h
e
r
like
this.

T
h
e
y
s
w
a
y
e
d,
c
om
f
o
r
t
a
b
l
e
in
eac
h ot
h
er’
s
e
m
b
ra
c
e
a
s the
sh
a
do
w
s
a
r
ound th
e
m mi
rr
o
re
d th
e
ir
mov
e
m
e
nts on the
wa
ll.

H
e
kiss
e
d h
e
r
h
a
i
r
.
H
is
m
outh nibbl
e
d
a
n
ear
,
a
n
e
a
s
y
skim of
lips
a
lo
n
g
s
o
f
t
f
l
e
sh.
A
n int
a
ke
of
b
r
e
a
th, a
w
his
p
e
r
of
w
ar
m
w
o
r
ds,
h
e
g
lid
e
d his h
a
nds
a
lo
n
g
h
e
r
b
ac
k. A
li
c
k of
h
e
r n
ec
k, a
f
a
int bite
to s
e
nsitive
should
er
, he
b
r
o
u
g
ht
h
e
r
up
a
g
a
inst his h
ar
d
n
e
ss.

T
h
e
y
we
r
e
hip to hip.

I
t didn
’
t t
a
k
e
mu
c
h s
e
du
c
tion or
a
mbi
a
n
c
e
on his
p
ar
t
f
or
h
e
r
blood to h
ea
t.
B
ut th
e
n it n
e
v
e
r
did. She
tou
c
h
e
d h
i
s
c
h
ee
k, b
r
o
u
g
ht his mo
u
th do
w
n to
c
ov
e
r
h
e
r
s.

She
ra
n h
e
r
h
a
nds th
r
o
u
gh his m
a
ss of
h
a
i
r
,
e
nj
o
y
e
d the
th
r
ill of
kno
w
ing
he
wa
nt
e
d h
er
.

T
h
e
y
ea
s
e
d do
w
n to the
r
u
g
.

Ha
nds unbutton
e
d
a
nd t
o
r
e
a
t
c
lothi
n
g
.
T
h
e
y
g
r
o
p
e
d, tou
c
h
e
d, st
r
ok
e
d.
Ge
n
tle
b
eca
me
f
i
er
c
e
.
N
e
e
d l
a
pp
e
d
a
nd took ov
e
r
r
e
a
son.

B
odi
e
s sli
c
k
e
d to
r
h
y
thm
a
nd song
until the
c
o
n
c
e
r
to
e
x
plod
e
d into a
b
r
illi
a
nt
f
l
a
sh
f
i
r
e
of d
rea
m
y
so
f
t blu
e
s.

W
h
e
n he
pi
c
k
e
d h
e
r
up
a
nd
carr
i
e
d h
e
r
to b
e
d,
w
h
e
n he
pull
e
d h
e
r
a
g
a
inst
him in the d
ar
k, she
kn
e
w
the
tid
e
s
h
a
d b
r
o
u
g
ht th
e
m
a
ll the
w
a
y
hom
e
.