Now she's all red hair, green eyes, and full, wide lips atop two long, finely chiseled legs that move so gracefully under her. You stare at her, not b...lieving she can be so beautiful, catching glimpses of the neatly trimmed patch of red where the shirt-tails part.She's as at home in the kitchen as she is at work, confidently wielding a large knife to turn raw, fresh tuna into thin slivers of flesh so sweet in your mouth you would have never known it was taken from the sea. You feast, until the. ’ ‘I’ll only have it if you have one with me.’ ‘Okay.’ They ended up having two eggnogs each and a little later Jazz admitted to being ‘warm and fuzzy.’ ‘Come to bed.’ ‘I’ll be sleeping in the guest room.’ Instantly recognizing the complications that presented Arnie clutched his throat and groaned. ‘What?’ She rushed to his side. ‘Pressure on the stitches, I hope they don’t burst during the night.’ ‘Oh God — you should have stayed with Cilla — she’s a practice nurse.’ ‘We can call her if. Jet sighed dramatically, stroking Tony's hair. They'd decided to watch the game in bed since they'd been pushing both ends with some cases."Yes! Five yard penalty. Second down. Your boys aren't going to score on this run, Tony. Get that jaw relaxed." He ran his hands over Tony's body as they watched.Not five minutes later, Jethro threw his head back and laughed. "Interception, boy. You're going to get a workout when my boys rout yours."Tony growled, a pout appearing on his face."We never said. You're a gorgeous, sexy young lady and you could have any girl you wanted.”To be honest, she lifted my spirits and managed to make me smile. “Thanks,” I replied, “I’m Fiona.”“I’m Chrissy, and this is my beautiful daughter Sarah. We’re out having a little celebration. Sarah’s sixteenth birthday was last week, but we weren’t able to do anything about it until tonight.”She was sixteen? She looked more like an eighteen-year-old to me. Then again, maybe it was the skimpy clothes and makeup that did.