Second thoughts, no, more like first ones! Her hands confidently turned the wheel as we moved in and out of evening traffic. She was probably speeding..., but I couldn't see the speedometer to tell. It didn't matter, I felt safe.How the hell did I feel safe? This is nuts. I was with a stranger, speeding in a little tiny sports car, going to someplace I don't know. Is it the fact she was another woman that made me feel safe? I know right now if she was a guy I would be nervous as all get-out. I. The fact that we now know that you are a Wizard just seems to prove we were right, though I confess that Fang probably understands that better right now than we do. I don't know that I'd feel too happy if John took it upon himself to have sex with Georgette or Pamela without my approval; you never did try that Sir - we offered." I quite understand that aspect of things Rob and I feel the same way myself. I would never force myself on another man's woman. I can assure you that John wouldn't. ‘What’s your Super Power?’ That was unexpected. ‘My Super Power?’ I typed back. Another slow crawl. ‘Well, duh, you’re in a Comic Con room, and you’ve got a character, right?’ I had to smile. No, I didn’t really have a character. ‘My’ character — in fact, my success, and sometimes very survival — depended upon my ability to be a chameleon, to be many characters. Changing character, to meet the needs of the moment. That’s another thing my ex-wife said. That she never really knew who I was. She. "Darr—" he cut me off with a smoldering kiss. He stroked my back as he continued kissing me hard, his tongue plunging deep into my mouth. He pushed me slightly to get the both of us into my room, and slammed the door shut without breaking the kiss. I pulled away, for a moment, too stunned to say anything."You said you love me" Darryl said simply."Darryl, what's got into you?" I asked, confused at what he was thinking."You said you love me," he repeated. "When did you start with Christa? What.