Talon pulled me back into him, holding my bare body against his own, obviously not open to letting me go. I wasn't minding in the least. The phone cou...ld wait, as far as I was concerned. A nagging worry inserted itself as I snuggled back into my lover: what if it was my father? What if something else had happened?With a groan of defeat, I resigned myself to getting up as my phone went off downstairs, unable to ignore it anymore."Talon," I called out softly, rubbing his arm where it lay across my. If he still has any. I assumed what he did would be a one time thing. That he realized his mistake and let that shit go. But I can't help but feel... like it's not over for him. Even though this is the most we've talked since the night it happened. Maybe it's just the alcohol. I hope so. This is what I was trying to avoid all week. God, look at me, obsessing like a school girl. I wish his actions hadn't made me feel so mixed up. Ultimately, I think I like what happened. And when I start to. I put my carry on and purse on the belt thing, put my shoes in the basket thing and I kept looking at the woman who was doing the screening of the carry-on and things. I walked through and I saw her stop the belt thing and back it up, she looked at it and looked at it, she looked at me and asked, "Is this your purse?" I think I turned bright red in my face. I shook my head yes and she pointed over to the side and said come stand there.She started the belt again and called one of the men to. "Which of you lovely ladies would like tobe my 'plus one' at the Mayor's Garden Party?"Annie and my mother both turned to look at me."Oh no," I began. "The sooner I can get out of this clobber, thebetter. I'm certainly not going to any posh social occasions dressedlike this." The lady doth protest too much, methinks," said Fred jovially. "Iremember your time as Milly and Jennifer. You went completely native.Now you're doing the same again with your Ingrid."* * *"You'll need a smart new.