Then it struck him that he hadn't mashed any of the sandwiches and he
remembered Mandi having mentioned the same phenomenon the night before. She'd
said, 'You didn't squash your burger, did you?' Or something like that.
Maybe he could continue with Beth. If he was very gentle, very careful...
Wait one. He was describing all but a very few moments of their time together
the night before. And this morning had been one long, easygoing, session. No
hard riding at all, except when she'd been on top.
"That's it," he softly said aloud to himself. "Slow and easy unless she's on
top. That ought to work."
He'd been so preoccupied that he hadn't noticed Mandi's presence descending
between the stairwells until his last thought had essentially seemed to solve
his dilemma.
As he sipped the last of his Dr Pepper, she floated to a stop directly
behind him and cleared her throat with a grin, obviously expecting Cade to jump
out of his skin.
Cade drained the cup and said, "Hi, Mandi," without so much as a flinch.
Annoyed as hell that she hadn't startled him and determined not to let him
see her failure, Mandi concealed her irritation as she flitted upward enough to
clear the handrail, then settled to the steps just below the landing so they'd
be more or less eye-to-eye.
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