“That’s a really nice ski jacket you have on. May I look at it?”“Er, well, sure...”She is still being friendly, obviously hoping to strike u...p a conversation, and so agrees without thinking.I use the excuse to approach her and, to her surprise I reach for her zipper.She freezes, but does not stop me at first. I note this, and continue to keep up a patter as I slowly lower the zipper down her front. “This looks great. I’ll bet it’s a good material. Does it have a nice lining, too?”At this point,. The rickety screen door sprang back on its rusted hinges as he went inside. A judge berated those in her courtroom on the old TV in the corner. Piles of clothes, clean and dirty, littered the worn carpet and hid the recliner. Torn cushions covered the sagging sofa. This was his reality; what he called home."Ain't time ta be home," a raspy voice shouted from the corner."Short shift today, Lou," Wade replied, kicking aside an empty pizza box on his way to his room.There was no reply, nor did Wade. Johnson said now Mrs. Stephens," she stated firmly, with emphasis on the word now. "I'm on my way," she replied. Standing up, she smoothed her blouse and skirt and headed for his office. As she headed down the hallway, she passed his PA heading out for lunch. "He's waiting for you," she said. "Just go on in." "Crap," she thought to herself, "Now we'll be all alone." Reaching the door, she knocked and heard a curt, "Come in." She twisted the knob and stepped into his office. "Close the door and. ” The smile belied the fake anger.“Okay, so you’re welcome. See who makes breakfast next time, you lazy slug.” Dave rolled his eyes.Bella felt like time stopped as she watched the three men. All three were amazingly sexy, but so different. She had been worried about her introduction into their dynamic, but the cohesion and tightness she felt when they were together just seemed so right. “So I told Dave and Es that the four of us was just a playful thought for you. You said you’d be ‘so.