Words were never necessary when I really looked into her eyes. I guess words are more my thing than hers, but she really doesn’t need them to convey...her thoughts. I could read them in her eyes and actions. I could see them on her face. I could feel her soul with mine. I bit my bottom lip and gave her a small nod. ‘Oh,’ she said, understanding my unspoken request. I leaned over and kissed her softly, my tongue finding hers in a gentle dance. We kissed for a few moments before I pulled away and. She had taken several calls all day, all business, so she did not hold out much hope when she looked at the screen, and her heart bumped her ribs when she saw the name 'Brad'."Sorry I'm late." His voice sounded deeper over the phone. "Look, I have two tickets for 'The Jersey Boys' at the Prince Edward Theatre. Like to share?"Would she? Kelly knew her intended iceberg approach had almost melted. She had moved so rapidly, from damning Brad to yes, longing to have his arms around her—and more than. Miranda licked her lips and knew what she wanted to do. She looked over to the man by the tree, still there, still still. When she stood and started walking over to him her blood ran ice cold. He had blinked.Never, ever never ever before had someone moved during a time stop. He had his eyes locked on her, and she on his. There were several yards between the two but they were so focused on each other that they could see the other breathe. Then his hand moved.He held a ball gag in one hand. It. You, I mean she, I mean, this is SO confusing!" Yeah," Kathy sighed, "tell me about it!" Well, if you're going to this other dimension because it's running into us and stuff, why isn't everybody?" The professor says it's because they're kind of like big bubbles that just bump into each other and these," she searched for the word, "these 'portholes' only happen where they touch or something." So they're touching in your room here and in your, I mean her, room there, and that's why you're going.