She’s still a ghost. Still just a watcher. But the scene before her has drastically changed. Kate’s palm on Trevor’s face and a laugh that came ...rom her belly. Simple gestures but atomic bombs. Fortune tellers. From this moment on, everything changes. Trevor, that fucker, knows it too. He pulls Kate closer to him and whispers, his palms on her hips. Again, palms. Oh fuck, the intimacy of palms. Kate giggles softly . . . sweetly. . . and as Trevor’s mouth sinks down into her neck, he claims his. Only about half of the couples were on the dance floor, and Amy said that a lot of people didn't know how to slow dance. Under her breath, she said that they didn't know what they were missing. They were so engrossed in each other that they didn't notice that most of the others were watching them and just moving, in place, in time to the music, not really dancing. As the music ended several of them came over to Amy and Brad commenting how good they looked together on the dance floor.People. ”“Why we believe there is a third,” Eris cuts her friend off. “But it makes sense that they would participate because no one would suspect them.”“I want them brought before me,” Cyra says calmly, though anger and irritation is clearly seen by Eris and Hera.“As you wish, Mother,” Eris answers.“And for...” Cyra begins to say when alarms suddenly begin to blare.Eris turns to look at Hera. The blonde woman allows the flash of a smile before feinting ignorance. “We’re under attack? By who?”“Who. "Girl, it's to die for," Patrice said."Let's take this to the bedroom," Adrienne suggested.I'd already placed several objects around the room to set a nice mood. Usually these nights were attended by Adrienne's friends with me hosting, so I'd gotten to know what Adrienne preferred to enhance the setting to a more erotic level. Candles were placed strategically throughout the room, all scented lavender or vanilla, Adrienne's favorite. I'd put filters over the lights to make the glow softer, and.