then i felt my blood pressure rise . removing a key from his pocket , he hands it to me , clasping my hands . it was aimed at his face . she gets herself together and rushes to the table , where there are piles of folded laundry and she grabs towels , throwing them down over the spill . summer vacation , he remembered , wiping his eyes . we might find something that we could use ourselves . ' he said , his voice husky with suggestion . the cold weight of the stone teased her skin . 