Sisters will do that to you.”Chad nodded. “I’ll take your word for it,” he said. “I don’t have a sister, but my ex...” Then his voice...trailed off.“What about her?”“Well, our senior year, we were homecoming king and queen. Everybody pretty much assumed we’d get married.” He snorted. “Little did I know.”I didn’t know how to respond at first. I hadn’t forgotten his freak-out from spring semester, so I knew I had to tread carefully. “Do you think you’re still into girls?”Chad looked at the. Over a friendly game of pool both Jason and Melinda managed to brush against and generally bump into each other more than the game actually called for. By the end of the game they were blatantly bumping each other to disrupt the others' shots. Eventually the game dissolved into teasing and innuendo and all attempts at keeping score, as far as pool was concerned anyway, were abandoned. The number of times that Melinda's smile lit up the room was priceless.Walking Melinda back to her car, Jason. He walked to the bedside dresser and opened the drawer. It was the Glock from last night. He walked back looking at her and dropped that on the bench as well. ‘Cat got your tongue, Irish?’ He didn’t like orders. He knew he should cool it…. ….but I don’t like orders. He he he. Told you. ‘Shut the fuck up,’ he shouted. She jumped. ‘Not you,’ he said at her loudly, though not in a friendly way. She just looked at the bench top. He opened the small box and took out three rectangular magazines. He. .. Awesome.” Josie said softly. She nearly died from the intensity of the moment, very nearly melting off into the atmosphere. Harry smelt like apples, something else, illicit to her senses and very male, tobacco. Harry unhooked her bra and placed it behind her on the stereo. Josie gasped, forcing herself to not to reach out and cover up. Her pert breasts bounced into view. He cupped them, then ran his hands under them, moulding his palms to her rib cage. Tenderly he turned her body away from.