Ocean blue eyes twinkled in the sunlight, showing the confusion and desire which had tripped up that lovely pink tongue. Gwydion wanted her. From the...moment she ran into him he had desperately wanted her. He would do anything to have her. Have her, and then keep her forever. She just didn’t know it yet. “So, Serena McGuire, why is your husband not accompanying you,” he questioned none too subtly. Serena sighed, letting the soft brogue of his question carry her away to green hills and wattle. Another forward took his place as play moved into the Caps' defensive zone. The teams fought for the puck, but a slap shot by Toronto hit a stick and went out of play. Everyone sucked air and Brody hopped over the boards, his shift done.Brody watched as the Caps won the face off and the puck went to Baxter, who carried it up and shot it at the Leafs' empty net. It didn't have enough power behind it, and the ice was rough, but his linemate, Callahan, got there before any of the Leafs did and. Inevitably Nathan and Gwennie were thrown together, and together they discovered cigarettes and sex and alcohol, though not necessarily in that order.As everybody in both families had come to expect, they married, and it was considered a stylish wedding by the standards of the area, in that Gwennie was not pregnant on her wedding day. A seven day long orgy of sex and alcohol on their honeymoon in Porthcawl, some thirty-five miles away from their homes, soon changed that and Gwennie had little. Grace said nothing and there was silence.“One hears things about Davies’s cutting corners,” he said finally.Grace nodded. “We’d thought of that,” she said.Hugh looked questioningly at her.“We’d heard the same but he still gets major projects so that may reflect some fairly rare slipshod work with a small but vociferous number of people.”Hugh’s expression did not change.“So Terry’s going to ask the lecturer who looked over the tenders whether, if I can persuade Owen Davies, to let his second.