They lay there like that for a long time. Peyton wondered if Dix was relaxed because she was so uptight she thought he might actually be able to hear her body vibrate. Finally, her stomach gave a very unladylike rumble, and she sat up, embarrassed.

"I guess I ought to feed myself. I sort of skipped breakfast." She swung her legs over the side of the chair, stood up, and grabbed her T-shirt and towel. "I'm going to make some lunch for myself. Um, would you like a ...