Had Peter's arms not held her, she would have been out of bed and halfway across the room."Relax," he said."It's past eight!" she squeaked."So, if any...one is desperate for breakfast, they know where the kitchen is. Bert will have the church open, and Andy will lead Matins. We've had a rough couple of days and you, especially, need a rest." Peter, I've had a rest. That was the most refreshing night we've had in quite a while," she said with a grin, "but you've got another think coming if you. They were in pyjamas, and looked to be about 7 (in the boy's case) and 5(in the girl's case). He had never seen either of them before in hislife... and yet, there was something undoubtedly familair about them...especially the boy...That's when it hit him. The boy... had his face, at least from when hewas that age. The girl had his mother's eyes."It's alright..." Peter's voice spoke to the little ones. "Mommy justtripped is all. Go back to bed." Okay..." the boy sighed in relief and left. He. Marcus had worked very hard to cultivate his kind older man façade, letting Talon stand in the forefront as the more powerful of the two. It was an arrangement that had worked to keep Marcus out of the spotlight, for whatever reason, and let them have almost normal lives among the other races. I much preferred the old man I've known for years than the young-looking, scary visage he's told me about.I waited while they finished talking about some political crap, not really in any hurry to return. . there...” She panted in his ear. “Adam ... I’m gonna come...” He eased back so he could kiss her. “Oh, yeah,” she panted, “coming...”Adam held her around her shoulders as he stroked her and kissed her lips. Kara pulled away panting, her eyes half closed. She drew in a breath and moaned, pressing her knuckle against her lips to stifle herself, her thigh muscles quivering.He released her, lifted his hand from between her legs and she sat on her heels, breathing heavily. Then, Kara pushed him.