"RussellPierce," she read out loud.I could feel the air rushing from my mouth. A smile formed on my lips asthat asswipe Russell got called. And that... was it. I was done with thereaping and Games forever. Not having any family made it all the better.No one to worry about anymore. And as a bonus, Russell is an asshole.He's from one of the merchant families, basically one of the rich stuckup asshole that always gave me a hard time. Couldn't have happened to anicer fucker, I thought.Soon a. "Simon moved his hands to her shoulders, holding her so that she couldn't turn around and see his face. He shivered slightly despite the shower of warm water. Simon took a deep breath and started."I don't know any other way to do this, so I'll just come out and say it. I want you to come back home with me, but I'm not sure that I can live the way we've been these last few months. I can live with swinging. Hell, I'm just as guilty as anyone when it comes to enjoying the parties we've had. But I. Hiccuping and gasping I pulled my head back to look at him. I should have been enraged that he had come back in and witnessed my distress but when I saw the tears in his eyes I felt for the first time that he was sincere. His arms around me became my undoing and I pulled his head down to mine. I kissed him and he kissed me. I began to sob again and he hugged me tightly. His voice pleaded with me. He begged for forgiveness and he told me that he loved me.He was kissing me again and I was. It’s nice to meet you,” he said, standing up. “Steve, your mom is out shopping.”I breathed a sigh of relief and Stephanie smirked. I figured that Dad had somehow managed to orchestrate the shopping trip.“I’m going to give Karin a tour then get her over to Melanie’s house. The Spencers’ phone number is in my address book and Stephanie knows where I keep that.”“OK,” my dad said. “If anything comes up, we’ll call you. Karin, you’re welcome here any time.”“Thank you, Mr. Adams,” she said brightly.I.