Alien vs. Alien

emergency.”
    “And even then,” Jeff added as we headed off, “really think twice about it.”
    “Long and hard about it. So to speak.”
    Jeff chuckled as we left the dining room and headed for the elevator. “Long and hard’s coming, baby.”
    “Promises, promises.”
    Jeff waited until we were in the elevator. “Baby, you know I keep my promises. And then I improve on them.”
    Then he kissed me, and my mouth was far too busy to talk.

    Yi

CHAPTER 22

    I WAS IN A HAPPY GLOW and ready to go for it by the time we reached our door.
    “Bellie missed Jeff!”
    Well, that put a damper on the mood. “Go take care of your girlfriend. I’ll get Jamie started.”
    “You sure?”
    I refrained from heaving a sigh, but it took effort. “Yes, I’m sure. Put a lid on her. She stays out of our bedrooms. Unless all you want to do is sleep while I stay awake with a Poof trained on her.”
    “No. I fed Jamie before you came to dinner. Denise saidne . s L she’d just changed Jamie before I picked her up, too.” We went into the nursery and Jeff put Jamie gently into her crib, stroked her head, and gave her a soft kiss.
    While he got the Poof Condos and moved them back into the nursery, I covered Jamie with her blanket. She still had her special Poof with her, and it snuggled next to her side. Several of the other Poofs joined them in the crib, as did the cats, with Sugarfoot at her head and Candy and Kane at her feet. Much purring ensued. Put her half of the baby monitor into her crib, and as Jeff closed the door softly, I put our half onto the nightstand.
    Jeff had left one Poof Condo in our room, and Harlie, Poofikins, and several other Poofs were in it, snoozing away. The dogs were in their beds, looking happy. “Who’s taken care of the dogs and cats while I was gone?”
    “Walter assigned some of the Operations Team to do it. They’ve had no issues.”
    I didn’t like this answer, but Bellie was squawking. “Seriously, get that bird shut up so I can sleep.” There was no need to mention that if I could hear the bird, we weren’t having sex. I wasn’t going to let him touch me if I could hear the bird. Why he’d left the door open so I could hear the bird at all was beyond me.
    Jeff nodded and hypersped to his beloved, thankfully closing the door behind him so I didn’t have to hear him make out with Bellie before he came back to me. I had to figure the dogs and cats hated the bird easily as much as I did, since they loved Jeff and wanted his attention. It occurred to me that the Poofs might have stayed in D.C. because of the bird, too.
    Whatever Jeff did worked and he was back fairly quickly. “She’s all set. I have her cage covered.”
    “With what? Her ‘cage’ fills our entire living room.”
    He mumbled something.
    “Sorry, missed that.”
    “I had a special covering made.”
    This surprised me not at all. Chose not to fight about it. “Whatever, as long as she goes to sleep and shuts the hell up, not necessarily in that order.”
    “She will.” He fiddled around with the iPod dock.
    “What’re you doing?”
    “I made a special play list for whenever you finally came home.”
    “You make it sound like I’d run off to the far reaches of the earth.”
    Jeff pulled me into his arms as “Sea of Sin” by Depeche Mode came on. “It felt like it.”
    “Love the song choice. Looking forward to the whole mix. However, will the music wake your bird up?”
    “No. I’d have to have the volume turned up to full for Jamie to hear it through the walls, let alone Bellie. She’ll stay asleep. You, however, will not be sleeping any time soon.”
    “So you claim.”
    His eyelids drooped just a bit and he got the sexy “jungle cat about to eat me” look on his face. I loved that look. I was also made pretty tractable by that look, to sort of quote sot a Tito. “So I know.”
    We started kissing, slowly at first. Well, slowly for about a second. In the next second we were ripping the clothes off each other. Five seconds after that we were in bed.
    Jeff buried his face in my breasts. “I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed these.”
    “They’ve missed you, too,” I gasped out, as his tongue swirled around one nipple and then the other. He took each one between his teeth in turn and toyed with them until I was howling. The first orgasm he’d ever given me had been at second base, and even with no practice for a month, he’d lost no skills whatsoever.
    The soundproofing in the