Dr. NoSleep

Wait, you're saying I didn't get loose enough for you tonight?

I teased.

Delia wrapped her arms around my neck and smiled, moving close enough that I could smell the juice on her breath from her vodka cranberry.

No, I still haven't seen that other side, but I know it's in there somewhere.

We kissed and my engine neared red.

The sudden eruption of noises from upstairs had me pulling away.

I looked at the ceiling and smiled at the squeaking of bed springs from the room Benito and Irma shared.

Again, Delia said.

Wow, after that last session, I figured they would be worn out.

Guess not.

She looked at me.

I grinned and pulled her into a deep kiss.

When we came up for air, I said, Fuck it.

Let's go.

I'll drive safe.

Delia shook her head.

No, no, no.

As tempting as it is, I don't want to risk it, but I have an idea.

She got up from the chair and moved toward the stairwell, which flanked the back wall at the rear of the living room.

At first, I thought she was going to go up the stairs, but she moved to a small door in the wall underneath them.