The In Death Collection Books 21-25 - J. D. Robb [708]
if you hadn’t done it.” She laid her hand on his cheek. “We did good work.”
“So we did.” Their lips pressed together briefly. “Now let’s have ourselves an eight-hour vacation.”
“To quote Peabody,” she said, voice already slurring, “‘I’m so all over that.’”
“Lights off,” he ordered.
In the dark, with her hand on his cheek, they slid into sleep.