Her eyes shone with the candlelight burning on my nightstand. I saw it in her eyes. I hugged her to me, squeezing her tight as my own heart raced, my ...own fear beating through me.“We can do this, okay?”“Okay,” she whispered. She took a deep breath. “I’m with you, princess.”“I know.” I smiled at her. She was such a sweet thing. Such a delicious comfort to me in these terrible days. “It’ll be fine. We’ll go to Sven. He’ll protect us. And we’ll help him kill my father.” He had to die. I couldn’t be. A bedbug bites me and its going to die. But I do have some standards for some one who was raised in a hovel. Deliberate dirt is a turn off.Ivey's footsteps sounded behind me and then her breath was warm on my neck. Not for the same reason that mine was often on someone's, I thought. Her hands rested on my hips, then slid around me, pulling my blouse from the skirt. I felt her body press against mine. I felt something hard, and rather good size, pushing my skirt back in between my ass cheeks.Her. .. Ben and Mark!” she gasped out as she remembered the last meeting that she and her sister Iris had had to endure with these men.“Laurie,” Ben nodded a little apologetically.“You kidnapped me!” Laurie accused hotly as a burst of anger rushed through her. “Why have you brought me here?”He flushed awkwardly as his eyes flickered to ‘Uncle Mathew’ and then to Michael, before returning to her.“It’s not what it might look like!”“No?” Michael asked in a low dangerous tone.“No ... it ... I...” his. I looked over at Jack and he smiled at me. I still had trouble believing how comfortable we were together. Sitting here at the table, eating breakfast, just being with him; it was like we'd been married for years. I reached over and squeezed his hand."What's that for?" For you. I just feel good. I'm glad we found each other."He reached back to my hand and took it in both of his, kissing the palm, then lowering it to the table but still holding it."Me too. What are you going to do about your.