A Romantic Crime Thriller Ch. 04

"You making one for me?"

She jumped at the sound of his deep voice. "You still here? I thought you'd gone."

Moving into the kitchen Michael reached up and got down another mug before saying, "Why would you think I would go."

"I just thought....." and she shrugged.

Lifting a lock of hair and sweeping it back behind her ear he whispered in it, "You still owe me three nights."

Libby looked up at him shocked, "You're joking..."

"Nope."

"But...."

"A deals a deal....."

"You bastard."

"Yup. You've got me for three more days at least." Reaching across her he lifted the boiling kettle and poured the two mugs of coffee before taking her favourite one and taking a sip and strolling back into the lounge.

She followed him, her face full of fury, and Michael was pleased she had got back her fighting spirit.

"You complete and utter bastard. You were only helping me so you could get your rocks off. You didn't care if the file proved anything one way or another."

Michael just smiled at her as he sat in the chair, mug in hand.

"If you think I'm going to do anything but just lay there as if I was dead while you fuck me you're going to be mightily disappointed."

Michael took a sip of his coffee and shrugged.

"I hate you....."

Although her words sliced through him, straight to the heart he gave her no reaction. Just let her shout and insult him. Let her get all the worry and hurt about her father out onto him.

*

That night Michael looked down at Libby as she lay on her back in bed. She lay there rigid under the duvet, staring up at the ceiling, pure anger bristling from her. Sighing he undressed, climbed in next to her, turned towards her and scooped up her rigid body to his where she lay unmoving. Using his hand to cup the back of her head he eased it onto his shoulder, kissed the top of her head and said in a quiet voice, "Sleep sugar....tomorrow we take the car back, and wait for your dad to phone. I'm not going anywhere.... I'll be here if you need me Libby." And he lay there softly stroking her back until she relaxed and he could tell she was asleep, and then he just lay there absorbing the feel of her in his arms until he also drifted off.