‘You will,’ he promised, ‘You will.’ Joe and Susan were quiet for a few moments as they set off, then Joe asked ‘You said you never drink al...ohol, but you seem quite relaxed about being with others who do. Do you just not like it?’ Susan laughed. ‘No, I just cannot handle it at all, and my work did not allow it, but more importantly the first time I ever had a drink I had a glass and a half of wine and was hopeless in no time. Even more to the point, that was the occasion I got pregnant with. Jeff says you aren’t an Alpha, well, exactly, but you’re ... close. Close enough to not make any difference, right, Jeff?” she asked as she glanced at him.Jeff blew out a puff of air. “Yeah, certainly.” After a moment, he went on. “There’s a lot that I don’t know about Alphas – maybe an awful lot, and it’s not as if there is anyone to teach me. Maybe there are degrees of Alphas, or whatever. But let’s just say that you’re definitely part of us, Mike. Think of Alphas – at least my Alphas – as. .. Had to... He couldn’t remember, the fatigue of whatever he had gone through was too great. Whatever had happened to him had taken a great toll on his body and he just needed to sleep, to rest, to recover. He found himself leaning back against the wall once more, sliding down until he sat on his plush, pillowy ass and let his head loll forward, heavy and tired.Maybe if he just closed his eyes. Just for a few minutes.His dreams were confusing, he floated in a sea of warmth, enjoying its luxury. He had his feet up on the coffee table; she sat on her feet as womenare inclined to do, with her head on his shoulder. "You wonder what "what" feels like?" he murmured. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon,and he was barely awake. The combination of the heat from the cozy fire andthe movie that she had chosen to watch left him somnambulant. "Hanging by her thumbs." She answered. "The pirates are going to hang theEnglish girl by her thumbs unless she tells them where the strongbox full ofgold is.