“Good Morn…”
Wes couldn’t finish his greeting because
Janet grabbed his face with both hands, pulled him down to her level and kissed
him heartily. After the shock wore off, he slid his arms about her and pulled
her closer.
This was some greeting!
“You really know how to get a guy’s motor
running, baby,” he said somewhat breathless, pressing his forehead to hers.
“Glad to see me?”
She giggled. “Maybe. I made breakfast. Come
eat,” she said. She tried to step away, but he resisted and pulled her back against
him. “Not hungry?”
“Not for anything in the kitchen,” he said,
kissing her again.
“Good morning, Wes,” Jeff said, showing up
entirely too soon to please either of them.
