"Let me down!"Jake tossed the package on the kitchen counter and walked over to where she dangled. He pulled the darts out of her skin so she could he...l and tossed them on the floor."What the matter with you?" Jake asked. "You used to love being gutted with a knife." I do love it," Béla admitted. "Just ... not today, okay? I feel a little ... off."Jake ran a finger down her front, following a rivulet of blood from that last dart he pulled out of her."Are you okay?" he asked, concerned."I'm not. ‘I don’t mean to sound rude, but I’m really confused. I’m just wondering, why this? Why the coffee and the walk?’ She never liked to consider herself as insecure, but she couldn’t say she was used to receiving special attention from men. Especially men she was attracted to. Her mind was torn between disbelief and giddiness. Emmett paused in thought. He was about to say something, but shook his head as if he changed his mind. ‘I feel bad. I thought being friendly would make up for what happened. We went to a store that catered mostly to professional women and I tried on a few suits and blouses, but they just looked wrong on this sexpot body of mine-with my carnal facial features and my exaggerated physique I looked like a centrefold trying to be taken seriously instead of a take-charge businesswoman. That didn't alarm me in the slightest, though; I regarded the time I was spending in this body precisely as a holiday from the kinds of responsibilities and worries that businesspeople. More experienced. Wiser. I’d been married twice before and couldn’t remember ever being so much in love. Treasure had one behind her and a couple long term live-ins. The smile on her face matched the one on mine. Dan, one of my groomsmen, said I looked drunk. Nicki giggled each time she looked at me.Being older and wiser, we rationally discussed our relationship—especially, whether or not we wanted children. We agreed we did, but we shouldn’t rush into it. We used protection for the first year.