CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

 

 

May 17, 2015

9:20 A.M.

McCall, Idaho

 

Julia smiled at the wonderful man asleep in her bed.

The suite around them was wonderful and Doc said she and Lott could use it as long as they wanted.

The sun was already up and full and she had ordered them both room service breakfast.

After the explosion on the hill and the death of Williams, they had spent some time giving statements, then promised more today and for the next week or so.

They had flown back to McCall, and Doc had suggested they just stay in the Shore Lodge suite for the night, since Lott was again covered in dirt and mud from the ditch.

They both liked the idea.

Lott had gone into the shower after they got back to the room to get clean and she had decided they had waited more than long enough. She took off her clothes and joined him, helping him wash his back.

And then he helped her.

Then together, they tumbled into the soft featherbed and made love in the most wonderful and slow way.

After so many years, she couldn’t even believe that was possible for her. But it clearly was.

Then they had gone out for a late dinner with Doc and Annie and Fleet, then had come back and fallen asleep in each other’s arms.

It had felt so natural.

The sun through the drapes woke her and she had gotten up, ordered breakfast, and then gone back to bed.

Now she lay there staring at Lott. She couldn’t believe it, but she had fallen in love again. She had thought that part of her life was over. But it clearly wasn’t.

She touched him gently, just wanting to feel his skin. Then she cuddled against him, her body pressed against his.

Lott smiled and turned slightly so he could look into her eyes. “Even though I hurt in more places than I care to think about, that feels wonderful.”

She laughed. “We are getting a little old to be blown up twice in one day.”

“Anyone’s too old for that,” Lott said.

“Have I ever told you I love you, Detective,” she said, smiling at him.

“You haven’t,” Lott said, smiling back at her. “And I love you as well, you know that, Detective?”

“I do,” she said.

She kissed him.

He kissed her back.

And then for the next thirty minutes, until breakfast arrived, they did some pretty amazing things for two retired detectives.