She asked him how badly he wanted it.“More than you know,” he muttered. “Hearing you tell the story about the neighbors on their deck was hot. T...e thought of you watching it was even hotter.”Tara was surprised by the revelation. She felt ashamed of the fact that she had watched the entire episode. She figured Sean would be annoyed at her intrusion.Quite the contrary, he was turned on by the thought. And, if she was honest with herself, she was too.He rolled her on her stomach and explored her. Your father will drive you down to the public library, and you canprint out your report there. Just tell your father, and he will driveyou down into the village. You have no place in the Greenfield home."William hadn't let me go but was addressing my mother. "It's all rightFreida. Paul doesn't have to go into the house. I have my own entrancethrough the garage. He can just come up to my room that way."My mom was respectful but very firm. "Mr. William, I do not think my sonshould go up into your. Uh, I haven’t finished the form yet,” she said as she stood up.Nervousness was written all over her—naturally enough.“That’s OK,” I assured her reaching for the clipboard. “We can cover any missing information during our get acquainted interview.”I was ashamed of myself for scanning her up and down as she passed me and entered my office.‘Damn Rachel for putting the thoughts in my head,’ I cursed my receptionist and rededicated myself to regaining my usual professional detachment.I went over to. Then the angel stood and started to walk towards the bar where Jen sat with a couple friends who were deep into flirting with each other. She had stopped listening to them a while ago. The angel ordered something from the bartended, but Jen didn’t hear it. Her senses were too overwhelmed by the chance to see her close up. The bartender walked away for a moment and the angels eyes began to wander. They noticed that Jen’s were intently studying them. The angel smiled, not a nervous smile, but an.