"Time for a beer I think."Arron and Minara had let him use their town house, which he preferred to being a guest in their country manor. The almost me...dieval society on this planet, with its servants, social rules, regulations and attitudes irritated him. Arron had been assigned this planet and was used to it, Minara was a Grojan so God knew what went through her mind. He liked the solitude of the town house that other than a housekeeper had no servants. At the end of the street was a hotel that. My mate may not have wanted me for pleasure, but I know many women whose mates do and I understand. I'm just glad you do not want to beat me."I looked sadly at Rona. Her expectations of men were so low. It appeared that her late mate took more pleasure in "disciplining her" (in other words, abusing her) than providing her any pleasure. I kissed her before letting my body drift south, kissing her along the way."What are you doing?" she squeaked.'He's going to lick you!" cried Lyna in apparent. Kat slowly looks up again, staring into Matt’s eyes before she continues. “Now you know why I don’t want any kind of relationship. Now you know the truth about me. I’m damaged goods.” She stands, looking away from Matt, and clears her dishes from the table. As she takes them to the sink he says, “I am so sorry Emily.” She spins around so quickly that her fork flies off of the plate she holds, clattering across the kitchen floor. “Don’t call me that!” She practically yells. Matt’s speechless as. Joe squirms at the very thought of it! What should he do? Phone her at the office? Phone her at home? Ask to see Gwenda personally? Now Jenny is back, it will be difficult to bring a peace offering for Gwenda into the office. That would provoke comment and gossip whatever his personal circumstances had been. Writing a letter and sending flowers to Gwenda at home is probably the best plan, but he would have so much preferred to have been in touch before this meeting. Now, there is every chance.