They both fell into a expectant silence, one that Samantha had, through her responses, been calculating. She felt that it put Paul on the spot, just a little, and he rocked back and forth on his heels, glancing around, as though Carlita would be summoned by the mention of her name, or Samantha would suddenly pipe up with a new topic of conversation, even though she knew that he must know her better than that by now. She felt a wicked little stab of pleasure, one that she could never quite name.
of Human Remains, an accidental text.