..”Okay, I can do this. I rolled toward her, let her snuggle in as close as SHE wanted, then I closed my arms around her. She felt all too good. Top...of her head was at my nose, smelling clean, scent of shampoo and conditioner sending pleasing tendrils to me. I breathed deeply. If... So maybe it’s MY fault.Almost a whimper. “Brad?”“Yes?” I answered softly.“Say sweet things to me. Tell me you love me...”Alarm bells went off in my head. A sane man would’ve jumped straight out of the bed he was. "Wieso hat so eine Thainutte einen deutschten Namen?"Das Mädchen schluckte. Aber sie wusste, dass wir den Inhaber des Restaurants mehr als nur "gut" kannten. (Sarah hatte eine heftige leidenschaftliche Affaire mit ihm und flüsterte mir oft kurz vorm Einschlafen ins Ohr, dass ich sicher sein solle, dass sie mich irgendwann für ihn verlassen würde.) Jeder unangebrachte Kommentar der Asiatin würde deshalb zu ihrer sofortigen fristlosen Entlassung führen. "Ich ...", sagte das dumme. ..The storm intensifies and the strong winds increase."Your highness, permit me…" She slowly slides her hand lower."Please don't do this!" He helplessly whispers in her ear, she intoxicates him. "Permit me to be your destiny tonight, my King…"His will to resist fades, for she has overcome him. Now he desires to fall trembling from the drug-like sensation she invokes upon him. His heart unfastens, his soul, now drowning in the raging river of love, he no longer restrains the burning fires. Arlene’s and Ann’s sidearms went off as one, just the sound of the discharge coupled with the sharp crack of the nine millimeter rounds as they broke the sound barrier on the way to relieving Worthington of a good portion of his brain.Arlene remembered cringing when she saw the barrel of Worthington’s pulse rifle, released from slack fingers, slam muzzle down into the ground, then fall over with a quiet thud, even while his body, looking like a puppet with its strings cut, instantly followed..