Through the office door and into his bedroom, across the floor I crouched, to the far door and my escape. My hand reached for the door handle. ‘You ...are good, I’ll give you that.’ I froze. Damn! The sleeping person was now awake, she hadn’t gone with him tonight, but who had, who was it that was with him at that Industry function? A torch beam crossed the room to light my face. ‘Stand up and let me see the man who thought that he could penetrate my husband’s security system.’ I stood, my hands. ” she looked in amusement at him standing there with her knickers in his hand. “Where are you going to keep them? Under your pillow, so they are nice and handy if you feel horny during the night?.” He grinned, and watched her pull the new knickers on. She lifted her skirt. “There! How do they look? “ she asked. “Perfect!” he said. She dropped her skirt. “What a naughty, naughty uncle I have!” she said, shaking her head in mock disgust. “Now. Go and make me some tea.”Once again, there was a. "That wasn't a kiss," she accused."What would you like? We're holding the line up," I whispered."Do you call that a kiss?"The server handed me my plate and looked to Huley but when she didn't turn to order the server asked the person behind me what he wanted."Order something," I hissed.Huley stood her ground, a serious look on her face but there was a glint in her eyes. We were creating a scene. The person behind me had to reach over the glass for his plate and there was no one in line between. "Damn." I can't sleep like this.She got up, went to the bathroom, and turned on the shower. It'll be cold as hell, but I might cool off enough to sleep.He woke from a slight doze when the TV slipped off his perspiring belly and tumbled toward the tile floor. Only a catlike twist to snatch the antenna saved it. Once he found the channel again, he saw that the Olympians had headed home for the night and talking heads in an air-conditioned studio continued to gab about boil water alerts, chainsaw.