We parked next to each other right in front of the motel room. There were no other cars in the lot. A blustery cold wind blew the snow all around. I huddled next to him and watched his hands as he fumbled with the key. It got stuck for a minute and I stamped my feet and pulled my coat around my neck as he jiggled the thing and kept saying, “shitshitshit.” When the door finally unlocked, we were in the room and on each other in a flash.

And then it was kissing and hands and clothes coming off. And more kisses and moans and hands on flesh. I guess you’d call it a frenzy. And he was everything I remembered. Everything.

From Erin O'Brien's novel Harvey & Eck (more here). On Saturday, O'Brien will join other area authors for the Rocky River Public Library Book Festival 2009 from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. Copies of Harvey & Eck will be available for purchase and O'Brien will be happy to sign yours. This event is free and open to the public.

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