His touch was heating up her body."Good. Maybe it will take your mind off your problems for a minute or two," William said with a smile. He returned t... running a finger around her nipple."Why would they want to sleep with me?" Lucy asked sitting up. She grabbed his hand in the process. His touch was driving her crazy."You're asking the wrong person that question. I'm a little prejudiced concerning that matter. I don't understand why someone wouldn't want to sleep with you," William. Betts pulled in late Sunday and from that point on it was all about getting her to school. I couldn't wait until I could drive. The county fair started Saturday and my Foods demonstration was slated for the following Monday. County Fair was a big deal for 4-H. It was nine days long and there was stuff going on all the time—not to mention the midway. In addition to Foods, I wanted to race and Dad said he'd bring Gypsy over on Junior Rodeo Day. That would be Thursday. I registered as a. ”“Interesting,” I said. “Does tracking ever integrate with the helm position?”“No need for that was found,” the AI said. “So at this time there is no training program that addresses that issue.”“Well, we found something to work on,” I said.There was a cough from the vicinity of the doorway to the sleep training chamber. I looked up to see Constance leaning against the wall just inside the door. She was holding a covered plate in her hands.“The AI said you would be finishing up shortly. Aine. But she did it anyway. For him. Shit. Her mother. ‘Her mother died of a heart attack almost two years ago,’ he accused. He couldn’t help it. He found the contrite look on his mother’s face, as her hand covered her mouth, just shy of perversely satisfying. While his ears vaguely entertained her shame filled acknowledgment of Ana’s compassion and kindness, how Ana never let on how close to home this must hit, his eyes drifted past her head, down the hall. ‘Go look for her,’ his father advised,.