Hello, loves! Sorry for the wait and the shortness of this chappie.

I want to thank: BleedmetoINSANITY, Jess, me-loves-demon-barber, Sarah, lori, peaches, xBelakinax and MissSparrow101.

Review replies to:

Jess: Hello! Thank you for your review! Yes, Isabel is gone…I am glad you like it.

Lori: Hello, love! How are you? Thank you so much for your review and support!

Sarah: Hello! I am glad you liked the last chapter! Thank you!

Peaches: Glad to know you like them. Thank you for reading and reviewing.

MissSparrow101: Thank you for your review, hon! I hope you are well!

Disclaimer: I do not own Secret Window.

Chapter 21

Eleanor was trying to get warm under the covers but she had no such luck. She kept pulling the blankets tightly over her body but she still couldn't get warm. She sighed as she listened to Mort's tapping on the laptop as he wrote and she looked at the clock; midnight. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and cursed the cold for not letting her sleep properly. She forced her eyes to close and wished she could move around the bed freely without worrying she wouldn't be able to turn or roll over. She sighed in irritation and threw the covers down her waist as she reopened her eyes only to close them again.

She flinched when she felt the bed moving and heard a soft chuckle, followed by a hand pulling the covers upwards and over her body again. She opened her eyes and saw Mort's hand rub her arm over the covers in an attempt to warm her. She turned her head and looked at him as he made himself comfortable under the covers.

"I can't sleep." She stated and he propped his head up on his hand as he gazed down at her.

"I could hear that from down stairs. All those sighs really did me something while I heard them." He smirked and she felt her cheeks flushing.

"Sorry. I'll try to sleep now." She mumbled as she felt his hand wrapping itself around her waist.

"Hmm…" he muttered as he used his fingers to trace circles on her stomach and hip. Without opening his closed eyes he turned his head and delivered a kiss on her shoulder. The one kiss turned to several openmouthed kisses on her neck and she shivered as she placed her hand on top of his own to stop its movements on her hip.

"Nope." She said brightly and he whimpered in her neck.

"I don't think it's right since you're refusing to tell me what happened between you and Isabel." She said matter of factly and he groaned.

"Ellie, I told you I do not want to talk about it." He said calmly but with some edge in his voice.

"Why not?" she pressed and he placed the palms of his hands on his eyes.

"Did she do something? Did she…offend you somehow? Did-…"

"Why are you asking me this?" he cut her off with a glare.

"I am just wondering since you seemed quite fond of her." Eleanor said with a shrug.

"Fond of her? I am fond of you alright." He snorted and she frowned.

"Well? Just tell me for God's sake!" she said in frustration.

"I won't tell you, Goddamn it!"

"Then no touching!" she shot back stubbornly and he stared at her, his nostrils flaring.

"That's not fair!" he blurted out at last and she had to try hard to keep a straight face.

"I don't care." She said as she stuck her tongue out at him and closed her eyes.

"Ellie…" his tone was pleading and she let her eyes open guiltily. She stifled a sigh and offered a hand out to him.

"Help me roll over." She muttered embarrassed and he quickly complied. Eleanor found herself on the back with him covering her body. He used his hand to brush locks of her hair away so he could see her.

"Don't be mad at me…" he whispered as he kissed her lips and slid one of his legs between hers. Her arms went around his neck and she sighed as she buried her face in his neck.

"Fine. If you won't tell me that…will you tell me about your wife?" she asked and he went as tense as a broad above her.

"I just want to know what she did and-…" she paused when she saw his face changing quickly. He stayed still for a while before he pushed himself away from her and lied on his back.

"Forget it!" He almost hissed as he pulled the covers over himself and closed his eyes, completely ignoring her shocked and hurt face in the process.

Eleanor woke up the next morning after getting a few hours of troubled sleep. She opened her eyes and looked next to her on the bed; it was empty. She used her hands to sit up and when she succeeded she took a look around the room. She was alone. She sighed and looked at the other side of the room where her chair was.

"Shit." She cursed out loud as she buried her face in her hands.

"Mort?!" she called but nothing; he wasn't home.

"Great! Just great! Remind me not to irritate him again." She groaned as she leaned back on the bed and crossed her arms over her chest as she waited for him to come back. It did take him a lot time to do so.

End of chapter 21

Author's note: Thank you for reading. I know it's short but it had to be. Please review! :)