Page 28 of Lucky Break

Seeing her snuggled up beneath the padded duck-down duvet only made her even more appealing. She lay facing away from me, the shine of her blonde hair catching small glints of the moonlight even in the dark.

From my position leaning over her I could see my breath in the room and decided I’d rather she shot me if she had a gun than wait any longer in the freezing cold temperature. Not that I was guaranteed warmth when she woke up.

“Sweetheart, are you awake?” I asked trying to use my most persuasive tone.

“Mm,” her sleepy murmur made me feel reassured that she’d accept me back.

“I’m sorry about yesterday morning, baby. Can I get under the duvet with you, I’m freezing?” I shuddered again.

“Mm,” she replied and snuggled down further. For a few seconds I wondered if she was pretending to stay asleep because she was either tired or didn’t know what to say to me; then I wondered if she was so deeply asleep my conversation was hardly rousing a response.

Gently, I lifted the cover and knelt one knee on the bed aiming to slide in fully clothed to let her know I wasn’t trying to have another hit before I headed home, but I barely got my weight on my knee before she swung around screaming and punched me in the throat.

Gasping, I clutched my neck as she flew out of the bed at the speed of light and ran toward the door. Flicking the light switch on, the stark light in the room made us both wince.

Standing with a bedside lamp in her hand, the flex dangling in the air and her face in total shock, Daisy blinked, vacantly. Meanwhile I was unable to talk as I clutched my throat andgasped hungrily for air.

“What the feck are you doing? How the feck did you get in here? What are you doing back here?”

Still fighting for air, I coughed and spluttered as I prayed to God my vocal chords were still intact.

“I came to… see you,” I said between a cough, as I squeezed out some words between wheezing and gulping in air.

“You nearly killed me, you fuck,” she stated, angrily throwing the bedside lamp on a floral covered armchair by the bedroom door before hugging herself.

“No, I think that was the other way around,” I gasped, as I pleaded with my eyes. “I’m sorry I gave you a fright, baby. I thought you were awake. I spoke to you and you mumbled back to me. I came back as soon as I could, turned straight back around after the wedding,” I advised her.

“Why?”

As the pain subsided from the throat punch I stood back down off the bed and walked over toward her. “Because I wasn’t ready to leave before… I’m still not ready.”

I could see Daisy computing my words in her head, and an array of expressions from delight, lust, adoration, anger, and mistrust flitted over her face. “You mean you still had nowhere to go until you could fly out of here and forget this ever happened?”

The assumption I wasn’t on the level took my breath away and I shook my head vigorously as I stalked toward her with my hands in front of me in case she had more fire in her belly.

“Look, I never planned any of this? How could I?Coming here wasn’t my idea, it was your friend Maria that brought us together. Personally, I’m thankful she did because I think you’re an amazing woman, Daisy.”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to butter me up. I’m not going to put you out on the street. You can stay until the weather gets better.”

“That’s not why I’m here. I could have stayed in Belfast. I had people there who would have done what was necessary to get me back to my plane.”

Daisy suddenly began to shake with the cold. The room I’d previously thought cozy, was draughty and damp. “Look, get back into bed, baby. It's cold enough to freeze snot in here.”

It was totally unexpected when she began to laugh, “Freeze snot? That is one gross term. Where did you get that from?” she asked as she climbed into bed and pulled the duvet up to her chin.

"When we were kids, my sister used to say if your snot froze you’d suffocate unless you could pick it out. I used to tuck my face in my scarf waiting for the school bus and thought I’d die before it arrived in winter,” I said, smiling at how stupid it sounded, then shivered. My body shook involuntarily, and I slapped my upper arms in an effort to warm myself up.

“Get in… with the jeans on,” she ordered and it was all the prompting I needed.

“Believe me, I’ve no intentions of removing my clothes. It's artic weather in here, never mind outside,” I replied as I climbed in the other side and lay trying to calm my body down again. “I may wake in the morning and find my pecker lying alongside of me otherwise. Haven’t you guys ever heard of underfloor heating or anything?”

“Jesus, I’m lying in bed with Jamie Fontaine and he’s rambling on about snot, artic weather, and underfloor heating,” she said, almost to herself.

“And I’m lying in bed with hot Daisy O’Donnell and she’s got about ten layers of clothes on. All that’s missing is a padded knee length coat,” I replied.

“Hot Daisy O’Donnell, yeah?”

“Yeah, but I’ve never been in bed with a woman wearing so many clothes.”

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