“I think I’m going to go crazy,” said Maxie, putting down the telephone.

“What’s troubling you, my love?” asked Spinelli, smiling in spite of himself at her look of exasperation. He sat down beside her on the couch.

“Well, you know the flooring that’s already been delayed twice? It’s delayed again, indefinitely, and I’m completely fed up. I want us ( Read more... )

Maxie opened her eyes. She remembered that today was her birthday. There was only one person she really wanted to share it with and, luckily, she didn’t have to go far to find him. She cuddled up behind him on the bed and kissed him softly on the back of the neck. He rolled over toward her and smiled sleepily at her, his love for her written all ( Read more... )

Spinelli opened his eyes and looked around him. Maxie’s room. Maxie’s bed. Maxie’s perfect form lying asleep beside him. What fortuitous circumstance had brought him here? He tried to remember what had happened.

Spa. Maxie, Lulu. Body buff -- he cringed at the thought. Drinks with Maxie at Jake’s. Matt drunk and obnoxious. Matt hitting on Maxie. ( Read more... )

“The Jackal has been thinking,” said Spinelli.

“Oh really,” said Maxie. “And what has he been thinking about exactly?”

“About love and destiny. If we are destined to remain only friends, then clearly the Jackal must seek love elsewhere,” said Spinelli. “I am exceedingly happy we’ve been able to get our friendship back on a sound footing, but man ( Read more... )

Spinelli lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. He was starting to feel drunk, but it wasn’t enough to get the image of Maxie kissing the mob prince out of his head. Clearly Maxie wanted something he couldn’t offer. He loved her, but it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. She would always be looking for something else. Even her “I ( Read more... )

Spinelli and Maxie slipped off their sandals and began walking across the sand to the beach. It was a beautiful warm sunny day, and they held hands as they looked for a good spot with some shade.

"Here,” said Spinelli. “This spot will do nicely. This tree is perfectly situated to protect your lovely skin from the sun.” Maxie looked at him with a ( Read more... )

Maxie looked out the window of the penthouse. Everything was white. The snow swirled around wildly. “Spinelli,” she said, “I can’t believe how awful this snowstorm is. I think we’ll be trapped here the whole day.”

Spinelli smiled. Trapped, he thought with delight. Thank goodness Jason is out of town.

“What are you smiling ( Read more... )