She wished she could cuddle with Helen instead, her only solace in the midst of this nightmare.Arrival at the Langham returned her dread to the level ...he had felt in the church. How smug, how delighted she had felt when her father agreed to book one of London’s most exclusive hotels for her reception. Now as Stephen drew her from the car, as he led her through the cheering guests who thronged the great porticoed entrance, there was no delight. This magnificent building would house her wedding. She expected that her mother would be at the airport, but there was a driver waiting for her instead.When she entered the house, it was deserted. There was a note on the table from Namitha her mom, telling her she was sorry, but she had got a call from a friend who needed help. She would be back that evening. Everything at home had changed, the furniture, the decoration, everything. Thankfully her old room had been left untouched. Cleaned and repainted exactly as it was when she left it a year. Again Daniel leant forward, held her and let his left hand wander across her breast, bringing his thumb and fingers together and tweaking it slightly then moving under her t-shirt and supposidly doing the same only this time making her moan slightly. "What was that?" he asked, she smiled at him and said "It felt nice, girls moan, it just means you did something good, but don't get too big headed". She laughed again."Can I, em, see you naked" he shyly asked, "And be exposed like that, I don't. I say "we", because he was hopelessly ignorant about the right type of sunglasses. He also had a knack for losing or breaking them. It was just pure bad luck on his part, where shades were concerned. Since I had my own little flaws, I simply found it amusing."Too bad I can' find a rabbit's foot here for you, since you could use the luck. Hopefully, you'll keep these a little longer than the last pair. How much did you spend on those fancy shades you lost?" I asked him, remembering that he told.