I felt Quinn sweating a hell of a lot as well, which meant she was feeling something too.Eventually, her hands slithered up to my face. "Feel my heart...beat right through my hands. It's beating so hard because of you, Ted. I certainly hope we can take this somewhere someday, because I can't picture my life without you fucking me in it."I just bit my tongue and said nothing. 'What the hell could be added to that? Is she falling for me now?'"Britta, please stop."Britta immediately brought her head. I’ll be down soon.”She stumbled out of the bed looking slightly disappointed but left the room, padding nakedly through the door without a word. I stretched out under the covers luxuriating in the warmth and re-living scenes from last night. Reluctantly I got up and took a shower and then chose my clothes for the day. I wasn’t expecting any clients, but one never knows. I chose a pale khaki suit with a skirt that had a business-like length. A freshly and crisply ironed white shirt made me feel. "When I was six you caught me looking in your closet for clothes to wear.You told me never to act on that impulse again, which I listened to."Something like that had remained between me and her, and she couldn'tdeny it. I just hoped she'd finally understand."That really is you, Logan," she sat back in her chair and Macadamiameowed. "When did this happen? How did it happen?"Those were questions we didn't have the answers to, but I tried my bestto reassure her nothing was wrong. "We don't know. I. He was very worried about her. He had never had any woman pass out on him during sex like she did.Jack took the grain dishes from the corral when the horses were done eating, rinsing them out at the pond before putting them back in the shed with the grain barrel. He went back to the cabin, quietly went inside and checked on Ariel. She was still sleeping, but her face was still slightly flushed. He gently laid a hand on her forehead. She wasn't feverish, but he wet the washcloth again and laid.