Free Winds of Heaven by Kate Sweeney

don’t tell me, I’ll—”
    “See you in the morning.”
    “Got a hot date?”
    Casey waved as she walked out the door. “Good night, Niles,” she said and slammed the door.
                                         
    “God, I’ve missed you,” Suzette said as she walked into the tenth-floor apartment. She wrapped her arms around Casey’s neck and kissed her deeply. “Mmm. You taste good,” she murmured into Casey’s mouth.
    “It’s my toothpaste,” Casey said, her green eyes dancing. “C’mon in,” she said and turned.
    Suzette pulled her back and quickly started unbuttoning her shirt. Casey raised an eyebrow as she allowed Suzette to disrobe her. “Or we can have sex right in the foyer.”
    They eventually made it to the bedroom. With a trail of clothes, at least they would be able to find their way back to the front door. Both flopped down naked on the bed. Suzette really missed Casey. She ravaged her, kissing up and down Casey’s neck pinning her beneath her.
    “I should go up north more often.” Casey gasped as Suzette lay between her legs.
    Suzette lowered her head and kissed Casey’s breast. Her tongue slowly flicking, encircling the aching nipple, she then took it into her mouth and roughly sucked as her other hand wandered down the length of her torso.
    Without a word, Suzette made up for lost time...

    Much later, they lay in bed sipping champagne. “You should stay in Chicago. There is so much more to do here. Your Northwoods are so woodsy,” Suzette pointed out as Casey lay on her side watching her. “Or you should take me more often.”
    “I like woodsy and my solitude,” Casey murmured and took a drink of champagne. Before swallowing, she engulfed Suzette’s breast and sensually licked the bubbly spirits away. “The only way to drink champagne,” Casey admitted and lowered her head.
    Once again, the phone rang.
    “Didn’t this happen last time?” Casey grumbled and Suzette reached for it. “Don’t you dare.”  
    “It might be Jeffrey,” Suzette said, getting to the phone before Casey.
    “Hello?” Suzette sighed as Casey nibbled at her shoulder. “Yes, she is. Who’s calling?” She stopped and gave Casey a heated look. “It’s a Liz Kennedy.” Suzette smiled sweetly, then tossed the phone at her.
    Casey juggled it like a hot potato and glared at Suzette. “Liz? Is everything all right? Is Shortround okay?”
    “Y-yes. Everything is fine. I know I’m interrupting, but it’s only six and I, well, I didn’t think. Well, I thought it would be okay to call.”
    “It’s fine. What’s the matter?” Out of the corner of her eye, Casey caught Suzette downing a glass of champagne.
    “I feel so stupid. It’s raining and the lights went out. I called Marge, but there’s no answer.”
    “Shit, I’m sorry. Look in the kitchen, there’s a breaker box.”
    There was silence for a moment when Liz replied, “Okay, got it.”
    “Flip the breaker on.” Another moment passed before Casey asked, “Did it work?”
    “No, I flipped the switch and nothing happened.”
    “Okay, it’s not unusual. It must be raining hard.”
    “Like cats and dogs.”
    Casey sat up on the edge of the bed. She could hear the fear in Liz’s voice. “Okay, I’m coming back.”
    “No, don’t. God, I feel like an idiot calling you in the first place,” Liz said quickly. “Wait. Hold on.”
    “Liz?” Casey heard nothing. She jumped up and paced, naked by the bed. Suzette was on her second glass of champagne as she watched. “Liz? Damn it.”
    Now all sorts of ugly scenarios flashed through her mind as she heard Skye crying in the background. “I knew I shouldn’t have left them.” Her heart raced as she waited.
    “Casey?” Liz asked through the crackling phone line.
    “Sweetie, what’s going on?”
    “It’s okay. Marge is here. I just don’t know where everything is here. We’re fine, please go back—” She stopped and Casey blushed.