She tried to relax. It was hard to remain still, but she willed herself to. Her ears began to strain for a sound, any sound. She became aware of a di...stant whirring noise. Part of the building’s air system, she decided. There were other creaks and snaps. Sounds of the building shifting? Perspiration broke out on her forehead as the seconds, and then minutes, crawled by. Maybe I missed it, she thought suddenly. Maybe he’s already here! Maybe he was hiding in here! Her ears strained harder. Was. ” I heard a chuckle. Both from Joan and Jenn.“Play that note again, please, F3,” I asked.She did, and Joan gave it her best, but I pushed on her diaphragm and the quality to the tone improved ... impressively. “Another tone, please?”She pressed B4, Joan took a nice breath, and I pushed her diaphragm and a marvelous tone came out.“Holy Shit, that was me?” she said.“That sort of language will not be tolerated,” I said, imitating my mother’s voice.“Joan,” my mother said turning around, “What my. The bite mark I’d left on his skin stretches slightly, making him smile and wince at the same time. ‘Mmm, still a touch sore.’ His stormy eyes open, still half-lidded, and he asks in turn ‘and your thigh?’ My legs shift at the question, and the smooth inner plane of my right thigh, marked by a matching bite in pink, rubs against my left, and I smile. ‘I suppose I’ll recover.’ With a snap, the book closes in my hand, and I set it on the side table, stretching long with my arms behind my head.. ’ ‘Are you saying she agreed to go on a blind date with me?’ ‘Sort of,’ replied Kerry. ‘Since she was in charge and it was her idea we asked her if she would go to the dinner with our dad if he bought tickets. She seemed lost for words but we told her our mother died a few years ago and you like to attend all our functions but didn’t have a girlfriend to attend the dinner with.’ ‘So you bribed her to go with your poor dad. You do realize this makes me look pretty pathetic.’ ‘Dad, she’s.