Ночь нежна

Chapter 8

           "No,I’mnotreallyI’mjustaI’mjustawholelotofdifferentsimplepeople."

           Mariusbroughtoutmelonandanicepail,andNicole,thinkingirresistiblyabouthercrook’seyesdidnotanswer;hegaveoneanentirenuttocrack,thisman,insteadofgivingitinfragmentstopickatformeat.

           "Whydidn’ttheyleaveyouinyournaturalstate?"Tommydemandedpresently."YouarethemostdramaticpersonIhaveknown."

           Shehadnoanswer.

           "Allthistamingofwomen!"hescoffed.

           "Inanysocietytherearecertain"ShefeltDick’sghostpromptingatherelbowbutshesubsidedatTommy’sovertone:

           "I’vebrutalizedmanymenintoshapebutIwouldn’ttakeachanceonhalfthenumberofwomen.Especiallythis‘kind’bullyingwhatgooddoesitdoanybody?youorhimoranybody?"

           HerheartleapedandthensankfaintlywithasenseofwhatsheowedDick.

           "IsupposeI’vegot"

           "You’vegottoomuchmoney,"hesaidimpatiently."That’sthecruxofthematter.Dickcan’tbeatthat."

           Sheconsideredwhilethemelonswereremoved.

           "WhatdoyouthinkIoughttodo?"

           Forthefirsttimeintenyearsshewasundertheswayofapersonalityotherthanherhusband’s.EverythingTommysaidtoherbecamepartofherforever.

           Theydrankthebottleofwinewhileafaintwindrockedthepineneedlesandthesensuousheatofearlyafternoonmadeblindingfrecklesonthecheckeredluncheoncloth.Tommycameoverbehindherandlaidhisarmsalonghers,claspingherhands.

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