The Hostage - Page 26/28

"Oh, please. You know it's true. I'll be by later."

"All right see you then, bye." I hung up the phone then I sat back down beside Keith.

"So, Amy thinks I'm sexy what about you?" He said playfully as he gently poked me in the arm.

I swatted at his finger. "Uh . . . someone's full of himself."

"Am not!" He feigned injury and I gigged at his playfulness. This whole other side of him that came out when it was just the two us was playful and fun and I loved it.

"C'mon, say it, you know you want to. I'm sexy," he growled.

"Nope," I said, with a grin. I resisted looking at him.

"You know you want to. I know how hard it is for you to hold yourself back."

"Is that right?"

"Uh-huh."

"I just don't know how I contain myself…" I said trying not to laugh but failing as Keith continued to stare at me grinning from ear to ear.

"I don't either." He tickled me and I laughed even harder. "I know you're dying to say it."

All right then. I leaned in close, and put my hand on his neck, and whispered in his ear: "You're very sexy, Mr. Sheppard."

He grinned mischievously as he cupped my face with his hand and kissed me. "Well, you're incredibly sexy yourself, Mrs. Sheppard." I blushed and kissed him back.

I lay down beside Keith and there was a peaceful silence. He started to fall asleep; I knew he was exhausted so I stroked his hair and watched him.

Thirty minutes later, Amy walked in with a giant duffel bag. She was still dressed in her work clothes a black skirt and a low cut red blouse with stiletto heels.

I kissed Keith gently and whispered: "We have company." He stirred and then opened his eyes. He yawned and then smiled at me.

Amy set the duffel bag on the chair beside the bed. Then she hugged me and gave Keith a kiss on the cheek. "I'm glad you're okay, Keith." She handed him a Crunch bar.

Keith opened the wrapper, and broke off a piece and handed it to me. "How'd you know?" He asked as he broke off another piece and ate it.

"I didn't. The gift shop was closed; otherwise I'd have given you something better." Amy smirked.

Keith and I laughed. "I prefer this," he said.