The Midnight Tour

know with short blond hair?”

“Clyde?”

Dana laughed. “Can’t be him. Whoever he is, Tuck’s drinking wine with him in the Jacuzzi.”

“If they’re drinking in the Jacuzzi, he must be a friend.”

“Yep. So I guess there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Guess not.”

Diana leaned in and kissed him softly on the mouth. “See ya,” she whispered. Then she backed away, smiling and waving. “Don’t get in any accidents,” she warned.

Laughing, Warren started the car.

As he turned it around, Dana thought about going to him, hopping in, saying, “Never mind. Tuck’s fine. Let’s go back to your place.”

While she was still thinking about it, Warren drove away.

She sighed, then went into the house.

Feeling almost naked without her bra, she wasn’t especially eager to meet Tuck’s friend.

Besides, maybe Tuck wouldn’t want any extra company.

Maybe I’ll just go on upstairs...

But who’s the guy? she wondered.

I realty should at least go out and say hello. Be rude not to. Anyway, Tuck needs to know I got home all right.

She walked to the back door, eased it open, and stepped outside.

The two in the spa were sitting side by side, holding wine glasses above the bubbly surface of the water. Though they had their backs to Dana, she could see a side of Tuck’s face. Tuck was laughing and talking. From where Dana stood, she could only see the back of the stranger’s head.

On the patio table was a leather rig that looked like a shoulder holster.

A blue shirt, a red T-shirt, and jeans were draped over a nearby chair.

What’d this guy do, undress out here?

The back of his head suddenly looked familiar.

Eve!

Dana laughed. “Hiya, guys!” she called.

They both looked around at her.

“Hey there,” Eve said, a warm smile spreading over her face.

“Back already?” Tuck asked. “How’d it go?”

“Not bad.”

“Eve just got here. Why don’t you join the party? Go get yourself a glass if you want. Or you can drink straight out of the bottle.” “I think I’ll pass on the wine,” Dana said, stepping around to the side of the spa. “I’ve had some margaritas.” At her feet were two folded towels. One had a pistol on top. “That must be yours,” she said to Eve.

“Yep.” Eve took a sip of wine. Her shoulders, though out of the water, were shiny wet. Seeing no straps, Dana lowered her gaze. The spa was brightly lighted from the bottom. Through the shimmering water, she saw that Eve wore nothing at all. Her naked body seemed to ripple and sway with the currents.

Giving Tuck a quick check, Dana glimpsed a skimpy leather outfit. She returned her attention to Eve, who was setting her glass on the ledge.

“It’s my night off,” Eve told her. “I just thought I’d stop by to see how you two were getting along. After last night, I was a little worried.”

“She scared me shitless,” Tuck said, grinning. “She just came walking around the corner and yelled at me.”

“I had to yell or you wouldn’t have heard me.”

“I must’ve jumped a mile.”

“I couldn’t believe she was actually out here.”

“Doesn’t surprise me,” Dana said.

“I was perfectly safe,” Tuck said. “Brought the cannon.”

“It’s inside the other towel,” Eve explained. “She brandished it for my benefit.”

“So you’re out here with two guns.”

“We’re a regular NRA convention,” Tuck said. “Go get yours and we’ll all be armed.”

“I have it.”

“Huh?”

Smiling, Dana patted the side of her purse.

“You’ve been carrying it?” Tuck asked.

“Won’t do me any good if I don’t have it.”

“Bust her ass, Eve.”

Eve laughed, shook her head, and took a drink of wine. “Arrest her for carrying my pistol? I don’t think so. Anyway, she should keep it with her.”

“Some cop you are,” Tuck said. Smiling up at Dana, she asked, “Are you gonna come in, or just stand there?”

“You’d better come in,” Eve said.

“You look cold,” Tuck said.

“It is a little chilly out here.”

“Nice and toasty in here,” Tuck said. Just strip and jump in. That’s what Eve did.”

“Maybe I’d better go get my suit on.”

“Don’t bother.”

“Feels a lot better without,” Eve told her.

“I thought we weren’t supposed to give our prowler anything to see,” Dana said. “We probably shouldn’t even be out here, much less stripping.”

“You’re right about that,” Eve said. “It isn’t exactly the smart thing to do. But since Lynn was already out here...”

“It’s okay,” Tuck interrupted “Eve’s a cop and you’re a lifeguard. And now that you mention it...I guess I’ll avail myself of the clothing optional rule. Why not? If the peeping Tom is here, he might as well get a good show.” She set down her glass and reached behind her neck.

“What the heck?” Dana said. She moved away from the spa, kicked off her shoes, peeled off her socks, then pulled down her shorts and panties and stepped out of them. Her enormous white T-shirt hung down halfway to her knees.

“That’ll make a good nightshirt,” Tuck called.

If I take it off, Dana thought, she’ll wonder what happened to my bra.

Hell, she’s already noticed it’s gone. They both must’ve noticed the minute I showed up. They’re not blind.

Tuck swung the bottom of her swimsuit out of the water and dropped it next to the wine bottle. “Yesss,” she said. “Oh, that does feel good.”

A cold breeze fluttered Dana’s T-shirt, slipped underneath it and raced up her body, making her shiver.

Get this over with...

She pulled the T-shirt off, let it fall, then stepped quickly over to the spa. She sat down on its ledge, lowered her feet into the churning hot water, then stood on the submerged tile of the bench and stepped down. The liquid heat raced up her legs and between them and wrapped her to the waist.

“Uh!” she grunted.

“Great, huh?” Tuck asked.

“I’m ... scorched.”

“Pussy,” Tuck said.

Eve laughed.

Dana waded over to the side and eased herself down onto the bench. She gasped when the hot water