Her deep cleavage peeked out at him and small portions of herplump thighs were tantalizingly revealed. Supporting her head was a furpillow. Beneath ...her bare, ideally formed feet, trailed a fur throw thatwas draped over the back of the sofa at that end. Steven wasintoxicated. He could have stared at her for hours. Instead he loweredhis eyes respectfully. Still, he couldn't resist peeping at her fromtime to time. He was thrilled when, with a lazy wave of her hand, shegestured for him to. "I'm not much of a breakfast person, especially a greasy fry-up, but this definitely hits the spot." She grinned impishly. "Maybe it's all the exercise you forced on me last night, to say nothing of this morning." Don't seem to recall needing to use a lot of force." I laughed."You must have done something as I've never been like that before." She laughed with me.I was secretly pleased with that statement, it just added to how close I felt we'd suddenly become. Emotionally I too, felt that it. No learning to drive. No struggling to find the right college. No bringing a boy home for the first time. No cramming for tests. No Spring Breaks. No proms. Nothing. Ever again.I was sobbing, and the little girl who had lost her father was standing on the driveway beside me, her hand resting on my shoulder, while I made a fool of myself."Erica! You know your mother doesn't want you out if she's not at home. You should go back inside. Mr. Reed will be all right, he's just tired. Go on now.". Here and there people groaned and Lucia squeezed my hand. Her pulse vibrated against my skin.The first Maple Leafs' shooter swooped in on the Flames goalie and fired… puck smothered."Shit," muttered Lucia.The Flame's second shooter launched himself at the Maple Leafs goal, gathered speed, whipped his stick… puck in the net.Game over.1 - 0 Calgary Flames. Keith's crew jumped to their feet, yelling, back slapping, punching fists into the air. Danielle screamed the loudest.Lucia stared at the.