On Christmas day, too, with so much to do! Even then she knew that it was an alien presence entering her room that had disturbed her. Looking round, she saw that it wasn’t her room but Cliff’s, and the alien presence was none other than the man himself bearing a breakfast tray. ‘What a rare treat,’ she said, sitting up forgetfully and then, on seeing what Cliff saw, reaching hastily for the pajama jacket he’d put out in readiness the night before but had not got round to wearing. His expression told her that it was prudish to be that modest after what had occurred between them, and what had almost occurred, the previous night. Even though part of her mind did agree with him, she did the buttons. Perhaps it was this step back into straitlaced virtue that made up Cliff’s mind to tease. The gleam in his eyes was in close pursuit of the smile tugging up his mouth as he said, ‘I always give breakfast in bed to females who come into my room at dead of night to have their way with me.’ She pulled a face at him.
What do You think about That Tender Feeling (2012)?
