Lover's Kiss by Dawn Michelle Page A

and dispose of his body. The river wasn't that far, but privacy was out of the question. That and fences kept people from getting too close. It was the international border, after all.
    She frowned and thought of the parking ramp she'd passed on her way to the bar. She nodded and turned to nibble on his ear. "This way, the parking garage. We can find someplace there."
    "A parking ramp?" he asked, his voice almost slurred.
    "Mmm," she said. "Do you want me to suck your dick until you fill my belly, or do you want to bend me over the hood of a car and take me?"
    "Holy shit," he mumbled. "You sure this isn't going to cost me?"
    "Baby, your money's no good to me."
    "I think I died and went to heaven!"
    "Not yet," Beth promised.
    He grinned and turned his head to kiss her. Beth pushed him back after a brief moment and nodded ahead. "Around the corner."
    He grunted and led the way, moving fast enough that she would have tripped and fallen in her heels a few weeks before. A lot had changed since then. Not only had she learned how to wear heels, but she'd had a complete overhaul that included stronger ankles and calves.
    He pushed open the door to the stairwell that led up to the second floor and tried to pull Beth in after him. Beth glanced around and stopped. She stared down the street, her eyes falling on a pair of policemen that were walking down the sidewalk on the other side of the road. They were headed in the other direction but it was easy for her to identify them.
    "Come on, uh, Liz," he urged.
    Beth ran her tongue over her teeth and shook her head. "Damn it," she muttered.
    He followed her gaze. "Cops? You are a hooker, aren't you?"
    "No," Beth snapped. "I know those two. That's all. Not because they arrested me."
    "Oh, uh, that's cool. Or did you, um, you know, do this to them too?"
    Beth frowned and glanced at him. "What?"
    He held his hands up. "It's cool if you did. I don't own you. I just— I mean, I think you're beautiful and cool and I really, really want to get to know you better."
    Beth smiled and shook her head. "You're sweet."
    He grinned.
    "And you're lucky," she added. "We're not going to do this tonight."
    "What? That's lucky? But—"
    Beth licked her lips and pouted. "I'm sorry, Mark. I really am. You'd thank me though."
    "No way, I'd give anything to make love to you."
    Beth swallowed and nodded. "I'll remember that. Go home, Mark. Go home and get some rest."
    "What, but… um, okay, I guess."
    Beth raised an eyebrow at his reaction to her suggestion. She felt bad for the poor guy. Sure, she'd been ready to kill him a minute ago, but now she wished she had a chance to at least give him a blow job. She'd done that a few times back before she'd died. Would she be better at it now? She glanced down the street and saw John and his partner nearing the corner. She didn't have time.
    "Sorry, baby, another time I'll make it up to you, I promise," she pulled him down and kissed him hard. She pushed him away when she felt him trying to pull her to him and smiled. "Go home, remember?"
    "Oh, yeah, sorry."
    Beth smiled and blew him a kiss before she turned away. The cops had disappeared. She cursed and struck out, moving fast in spite of her heels. She had to find them. No, she didn't have to, she wanted to. She wanted to see what John was doing and where he was going. She'd forgotten all about him after the drug user last night. She'd forgotten about the drug user too when she'd seen Mark. Was she really that fickle?
    "I'm a woman, I get to change my mind," she said to herself.
    "You got that right, sister!"
    Beth turned in surprise and saw a black woman in a black fur coat waiting on the side of the curb for a cab. She puffed on a cigarette and smiled at her. Beth smiled back and hurried on. She shook her head, she had to be more careful about what she was doing.
    She turned the corner and saw John and his grumpy partner ahead of her and talking to a group of younger black men. She frowned and ducked into the entry of