Logan, right? Dance with me!’ Maria said and pulled a startled Logan out to the dance floor. ‘Would you like to dance?’ Joshua asked Cora with ... hopeful smile, he did indeed have dreamy dimples. ‘I love to.’ She said and let him lead her onto the floor. ‘Well, how would you like to me my dance partner babe?’ Marcus, a tall dazzling blonde with dark gold eyes asked Anna. ‘Umm, ok.’ She said shyly. Cassidy smiled and turned to Rand. ‘You have the most incredibly sexy eyes.’ He said. ‘Why. Amanda put her bags on the floor, removed her gloves and held her hand out to stroke the soft arm of the largest bear. She then passed the hand over the middle one and picked up the smallest. "You can tell a lot from the choice of bear someone makes," a voice said from behind her. Amanda turned on her heels to see a man - tall, slight but firmly built and standing half an inch inside a distance she would usually accept as comfortable. His eyes were fixed on hers; intense but in no way. It would have been good to tell her what happened, to spit it out like some kind of poison that was eating at me, but I shook my head. “I don’t know if I should talk about it.”She stared at me for a moment. Her expression reminded me of my mother’s whenever I said something that she knew wasn’t the entire truth. “So, something did happen.” I swallowed and she blinked. “It couldn’t have been all bad. Francine really did look like she wanted to hook up with you again tonight.”Jordan couldn’t have. The only acknowledgement we received was from the protesters who spat at us and called us names. So freedom was my only mission these days. Riding from place to place, sharing the company of a lass who fancied a rough rub with the likes of me. Riding was what I lived for, what made me happy. The tension of being ridiculed for doing what I was sent to do was weighing on me and riding helped me forget. One day I rolled into a town out west and it looked like dirt water anywhere USA. I'd been to.