"I…" He snickers again, then looks up at me somewhat seriously. "Damon, tell me honestly, how do you feel about me?" He glares into my eyes again, h...is gaze darting from one to the other."Feel about you? I don't know, you're probably the nicest guy I've ever met. You're funny, brilliant, ambitious and always there when I need you. What exactly are you looking for here?"His gaze becomes soft, almost…sad. He shuts his eyes tight and for a moment, I could swear he's about to cry. "I'm sorry, I'm so. ‘‘Hey girlfriend, if you are ready to leave here pack your bags - the train is pulling out of the station in thirty minutes,’’ I said and then walked on.I heard her tell the other end of her conversation, ‘‘The President is on board with our tickets home, got to go. ‘‘CPO Hastings was at his workstation staring at a flat screen. ‘‘Staring at it won’t make it work any faster,’’ I said startling him and causing him to jump. Melinda was behind me and filming.‘‘I think the ship has lived up to your. A couple seconds later, while he was still wondering how to tactfully leave the room, there was a knock on the front door of the suite. Thule knew a gift when he heard one and slipped out.It might be a gift, but it was far from a miracle. Thule's suite had been a beehive of activity pretty much since the first minute they'd been there. Neither Vil nor Sabina had any family to speak of. But, they were still expecting more than three hundred wedding guests. In the short time he'd been helping RSS. ” “Neither am I, but trust me you will enjoy this,” Ashley said seductively. Todd was able to hear the conversation now, and began listening in. “Is she about to do what I think she is?” he wondered. “Here, lie down on my bed,” Ashley commanded. Beth felt every muscle in her body tightened up. She wasn’t sure why, but she felt the desire to let Ashley have her way with her. She lay on the bed and allowed Ashley to saddle her legs just above the knees. Ashley was wearing tight, hip hugging.