"This morning."
"_I'm_ the one who ought to apologize for this morning," I said, my
heart beginning to race again.
"No," she said. "I ruined everything. It could have been so perfect.
Only I saw you coming toward me and I went cold all over. I just
couldn't help myself. I had to get nasty."
"Joanie, look, don't blame yourself for--"
"But I _am_ to blame. Al, why am I like this? Why am I so cold? Why do
I turn on the freeze any time anyone gets interested in me?"
I didn't answer her--how could I?--and I turned my head away from her
so I wouldn't have to stare at the breathtaking profile of those two
jutting breasts. Right now I just wanted to rest--or so I thought.