They hadn’t discovered any information leading back to her or the organization as usual and could only conclude that the murderer used a sword to do...the damage and had taken a few pints of blood but they did not find any other puncture wounds indicating a needle. As they tried to uncover where the blood had gone to, Vixen soaked in a luxuriously expensive bathtub surrounded by candles and the lulling sounds of Matthew Bellany’s voice slurring out the lyrics of “Feeling Good” from the stereo as. ”She kissed him on the forehead.”Silly boy, that is one mystery that will elude science and reason to the end of times. Love does not need any explanation. I love you too.”She then lowered her incredibly long lashes in a very demure and oh so sexy way. “I don’t want to Avatar kiss you, because it is fake and insubstantial.”“Me neither. You feel really good, but not real at the same time.”Tanya glanced over his shoulder and she laughed out loud. “I think your beautiful beast is jealous.” She. .!” “Mara, please calm down. She’s only a waitress,” Monica said. It had started as a fun girl’s night out; Reyna, Diana, Monica, and me. The plan was --- catch an early movie (which we did), get some dinner (did that also), and go dancing (we never made it.) I’ve always been a little too opinionated, and loud. Sadly I usually don’t give a fuck whose feelings get hurt, and to be honest I need to change I’m well aware of that… My flirty smile and good looks have gotten me. She walked over to the desk and leaned against it. "Oh? Why me?" I couldn't help my eyes lowering down to her heaving breasts that made a strange, tingling sensation down in my groin. The feeling grew as she walked over to me and her breath was close to mine and we stared back at each other. Isabella pushed me back against the bookshelf and leaned her body against mine. Her hands ran up my inner thighs, I was about to demand that she tell me what she was doing. I watched her grin with.