Weekend

Free Weekend by Christopher Pike

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Authors: Christopher Pike
Looking out of her third-storey window, Shani could see him smoothing himself a bed not far from the outstretching fingers of the remains of the largest waves. When the tide came up, Bert would have one hell of a wet dream.
    Which reminded Shani: who, besides herself, would be sleeping alone tonight? Kerry and Bert, surely, though Park would probably try to slip in a quickie with Angie before hurrying back to his own room lest Harvard Admissions or his mother catch wind of the sin. On the other hand, he might make do with a cold shower with Robin resting a few doors down. Lena would not be worried about Kerry's proximity.
    Tomorrow, Sol would be lucky if he could stand up on his board.
    And Flynn… The fantasy started in third gear as Shani turned off the light and hit the pillow, pretending he was there beside her, his left hand caressing her lower back - they already had their clothes off - her right hand stroking his silkly brown curls, their free hands absorbed in unspeakable acts. He was kissing her deeply, whispering between moist mouthfuls that what they were doing was wrong but that he couldn't help himself. And she was sighing with pleasure, crooning sweetly that she was glad that it was wrong. He began to—
    The phone on the stand beside her bed rang. Shani sat up and turned on the lamp, putting Flynn on hold.
    It rang again. She hesitated, then picked up the receiver. The instant she did so, before she had time to raise the phone all the way up to her ear, she heard Lena say, "Hello?"
    "Lena, this is Ellen."
    "Hi, Nursey. Catch your plane?"
    "Yes, I'm in Seattle now at my sister's house. And don't call me that."
    "I am certainly sorry,Miss Porter. Whatmay I do for you this fine evening?"
    "You're impossible. I wanted to… Is there someone else on this line?"
    "No. Anyone there? No one's there. Why should there be? What's up?"
    Shani did not know why she had not already replaced the receiver. Since she had not done so immediately, she was, in a sense, caught. However, perhaps half-formed fears were guiding her instincts.
    Lena was too meticulous to have "accidentally" placed the wrong date on the party invitations. Anything she said in private might be useful.
    "How did the dialysis go?" Nurse Porter asked.
    "Fine."
    "How is Robin feeling?"
    "The same."
    "Good. I spoke with your mother. She said that she had talked with you earlier."
    "Your information is correct. Checking up on us?"
    "Don't get paranoid. No one's threatening your independence. It's natural that I should call and ask about Robin. But that's not the main reason we're talking." Miss Porter paused. "That boyfriend Shani had with her, how well do you know him?"
    "For one thing, he's not Shani's boyfriend. He's not even interested in her."
    The words cut like an icy scalpel. Shani almost yelled, What the hell do you know, bitch? But Lena might very well know, that was the problem. Oh, God, how her heart hurt. And after he had read the lines under her annual picture, and everything…
    "Have you spoken to him alone for any length of time?"
    "I haven't slept with him, if that's what you're asking. I know he's from England, moves like James Bond, and doesn't like to talk about himself. What's all this about?"
    "Does he seem especially interested in Robin?"
    "Yes. He waited on her hand and foot this evening."
    "Keep him away from her! Don't leave them alone together."
    "Why?"
    "He… might have… bad motives."
    "Show me a guy that doesn't."
    "That's not what I meant. Sleep with him yourself, if it helps keep him away from Robin. Listen, Lena, I would tell you more but your father has strictly forbidden me to do so. If he knew I was making this call, he would be furious. We only have suspicions, nothing concrete. He's making some checks."
    Lena was shrewd. "If there was a one-in-a-million chance of Flynn being dangerous, Daddy would already have a carload of men here with guns. Are you sure you're not suffering from severe jet lag?"
    Apparently Nurse

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