The three new arrivals definitely did not notice, as their minds were on a much more serious matter: budgeting. Sitting in the ramshackle local tavern...they tried to puzzle their way out of the mess they had found themselves in.The three had been adventuring together for some time, but had yet to build any renown. Their leader was Lady Naomi, a striking figure, powerfully built but with delicate, refined facial features, her fiery red hair flowing in a long braid. Her milky white freckled skin. Let me take your worries away ... Shall I pull your face down to mine ... press my lips to yours ... let our tongues stroke together until there's nothing and no one but us... Yes ... kiss me. Make me forget about everything but you... Where the hell had that come from? Jonathan North was afraid his heart was in danger again...He released her. Quickly.Barbara almost forgot why she came to see this man. But she remembered when she suddenly regained her senses. He let go of her as if she was. Unlike Shane, Bruce’s lean muscled body was contoured from basketball practice and long hours training in the gym. Whilst Shane moved with feline grace and stealth, Bruce’s movements were somewhat militant, calculated and controlled – like a soldier’s. Bruce wore his raven coloured hair short and spiked. He was tanned, California’s very own-bronzed god. His warm honey coloured eyes followed every curve of Shaunny’s body appreciatively and finally met her own cerulean blue ones. ‘God, I missed. Once inside, Daniel took off his boots and coat, then went upstairs and started to run hot water into the bathtub. He'd showered since forever, but now felt the need for a soaking, hot bath. His eyes streaming with tears, he went into his room and slowly peeled off his clothes. It was almost painful. Daniel wanted Carter to be doing this, remembering how teasingly he had opened his Christmas present. The slow, deliberate taking away of his shirt, but ripping his tee apart, still made Daniel.