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home. You've been playing hard." She looked at Rob. "Paper cups above the sink. You'll see them."
    Sophie gave Maddie a hug . "Thanks, Miss Stewart!" She took her father by the hand and led him inside.
    Rob smiled back over his shoulder and repeated , "Thanks, Miss Stewart. I guess we'll see you tomorrow."
    " I guess you will." She batted her lashes and he winked.
     
    She was watching for him at twelve-thirty the next day, and was at his truck before he could even park. "Hey."
    "Hey there." He slipped out and let her scoot in his door. Sophie's car seat was in the far seat, so Maddie squeezed in the middle next to Rob. "I was going to move that car seat, but decided I'd kind of like to have you squashed up against me."
    " Come on." She motioned for him to drive. "I'm aiming to knock a few seconds off our travel time."
    He laughed as he drove then groaned when Maddie nibbled his ear.
    " The problem with me sitting so close," she explained, "is my lack of ability to keep my hands off of you."
    "Y ou view that as a problem?" He pulled into her driveway and parked. He turned to her for a full-on kiss, and they both groaned and groped at each other. "Let's go." He grabbed her hand and they ran for the house.
    Maddie spotted her landlords working in their front flowerbed, pulling weeds while the shade was with them. "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Peabody." She smiled and gave a little wave as Rob dragged her up to the house.
    " Lovely day," Mr. Peabody remarked.
    " Keys," Rob demanded.
    She fumbled for her keys and gave them to Rob. "Yes, it sure is," she answered the neighbor then said, "See you!" as Rob pulled her into the house and slammed the door behind them.
    They came together and kissed passionately, tongues going back and forth as their bodies would soon be doing. They started undressing each other in the living room and finished at the foot of her bed.
    "We don't have a lot of time here," she reminded him.
    He grinned at her. "Time enough for what's important."
     
    * * * *
     
    Twenty minutes later, she followed him to the bathroom to clean up. "Damn. I was hoping we'd have time for a quick shower. We're going back to work smelling like sex."
    He laughed. "Then everyone will understand why we're in such good moods." They quickly sorted their clothes and dressed.
    She looked at the clock and hollered , "Shit! We've got to get out of here!" She grabbed two brown paper bags from her refrigerator. "Where are my keys?"
    Rob dangled them in front of her.
    S he shoved them in her pocket. "Lock the door, will you?"
    They headed out, and saw no signs of the landlords. "Maybe they heard us and got embarrassed," she said, sliding into the truck.
    Rob was right behind her. "Maybe they got horny, listening to all that grunting and groaning. Maybe Mr. and Mrs. Peabody are enjoying a little afternoon delight as we speak."
    " I hope so!" Maddie chuckled as he drove down the road. "It was a hell of a lot of fun." She opened one of the bags and pulled out some grapes. "I packed you a lunch. You can scarf it on the way back to the job site."
    He smiled at her appreciatively. "Thank you. I thought I'd have to settle for this happy and contented feeling in the pit of my stomach."
    " Haven't I taught you anything, for God's sake?" Maddie popped a grape into his mouth. "Never settle."
     
    * * * *
     
    Wednesday night when her phone rang, Maddie grabbed a bottle of water and snuggled with the cordless phone in her bed. Their conversations had grown longer each evening, and she settled in for comfort. "Hey baby," she answered the phone.
    "Do you realize," Rob started right in, "that Sophie goes to bed at eight? She's always asleep by eight-thirty. She's a very sound sleeper."
    Maddie chuckled. "Are you suggesting that if Maddie's real quiet, by nine there might be some version of the horizontal mambo going on in daddy's room?"
    " I was suggesting that very thing. If I'd thought of it earlier, it could have been happening tonight. But frankly, I'm beat. How