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Beka awoke to the smell of fresh baked bread and coffee from the kitchen.
Jack had slipped out and been at the bakery already, bringing back warm croissants and marmelaid. The streets had been deserted save for sleepy looking men going to work for another long day.
He'd seen no sign of surveillance at all. Nothing...
As soon as he knew Cartier was in his office he'd make a call.
Smells great Jack!
She stood in the doorway wearing one of his old loose shirts. it cut just above her knees and hung loosely off her breasts. He had an enormous urge to crawl inside it with her.
Well come on and pitch in sweetheart, the coffee's piping hot.
He pulled out a chair for her, and then sat down himself.
His mind was still heavy with anxiety and indecision but he was damned if he'd let her know it.
He leaned over and kissed her cheek. She smelled good, like the fresh sea air coming in the window.
I usually go up the beach road for a swim in the morning Beka. Would that interest you? We can take the bikes.
Sure!,
she answered brightly.
Sounds great...
Why not go back to Plage Bleu? It's right down the hill?
Jack had another reason for staying away from the highly visual in town beaches today but he didn't tell her that one.
This beach is only a mile away, it's very quiet and you can bath
nude if you want.
He grinned at her.
I usually do.
Jack had slipped out and been at the bakery already, bringing back warm croissants and marmelaid. The streets had been deserted save for sleepy looking men going to work for another long day.
He'd seen no sign of surveillance at all. Nothing...
As soon as he knew Cartier was in his office he'd make a call.
Smells great Jack!
She stood in the doorway wearing one of his old loose shirts. it cut just above her knees and hung loosely off her breasts. He had an enormous urge to crawl inside it with her.
Well come on and pitch in sweetheart, the coffee's piping hot.
He pulled out a chair for her, and then sat down himself.
His mind was still heavy with anxiety and indecision but he was damned if he'd let her know it.
He leaned over and kissed her cheek. She smelled good, like the fresh sea air coming in the window.
I usually go up the beach road for a swim in the morning Beka. Would that interest you? We can take the bikes.
Sure!,
she answered brightly.
Sounds great...
Why not go back to Plage Bleu? It's right down the hill?
Jack had another reason for staying away from the highly visual in town beaches today but he didn't tell her that one.
This beach is only a mile away, it's very quiet and you can bath
nude if you want.
He grinned at her.
I usually do.