”She leaned over, her smiling face appearing above him. “Hello, my love.”Opening his arms, he pulled her down for a tender kiss.“I thought you...might like some company,” the Maliri Queen explained, as she snuggled up against him. “I was thinking about what you said earlier and realised that it probably doesn’t help being the only one still conscious after you’ve climaxed. I’ve been leaving you alone with the new matriarchs to make feeding them feel more intimate, but perhaps it would be better. I had to get hold of myself. This was a client. I had to maintain an air of professionalism. After all, photographers work with beautiful models all the time. Yeah, that’s right, this happens everyday, just not to me. Lisa must have said something, because she cocked her head to the side slightly as if waiting for me to respond, which I did. I said something graceful and debonaire like, “Ovhmfmhung bldonfung krasten.” She smiled again and asked if I was speaking German, extending her hand. I. ”Lisa stopped when she noticed her dad’s eyes get big when she mentioned Beth. With his feet still on the floor and his pants at his ankles, Lisa lay on the bed and whispered in his ear, “You and Beth?”Her dad’s silence spoke volumes.“When?”Phil closed his eyes, as if to wish away this whole conversation. He knew that his daughter would confront Beth and the truth would come out, so he decided to come clean. “Remember when we rented that cabin?”Lisa thought back. Although Beth was back living. ”“It wasn’t his. Not to change the subject or anything, but I notice you’re reading ‘The Killing Dance’. Do you like Hamilton’s take on mystery?”Oooh, nice. He reads too. I like this. Big, clean shaven and he filled out his polo shirt and jeans completely. Big muscular forearms.“She’s OK. I like detective novels, and she gives the story a sexy twist.”“Sexy twist, eh?”“Yeah,” I said, looking straight at him, “the heroine sleeps with the guy who saves her from a very dangerous situation.”“I’ll.