"You like the feel of my jacket on you, don't you boy? The scent of my musk invading your senses." He said sounding satisfied. I hated having to admit...it but he was right, any will I could muster to fight his influence was swiftly crushed as I got another whiff of the now all too familiar scent of musk, sweat and leather emanating from the jacket I was wearing and the leather clad man in front of me. "As the scent continues to invade and change your mind you will start to feel the need to. "As it was, I've spent the last several months in extreme discomfort, to put it mildly, unable to do anything at all." You don't recognize your own child?" Tanya asked, incredulously. "It's Beth! Katie told me..." 'Katie couldn't have told me that, Katie was gone before that ... But I remember her telling me! The Praetor told all of us ... No, that didn't happen either. Did it?'"It's possible, I suppose," Béla said, gazing lovingly down at her sleeping infant. "I haven't asked her what she. Make arrangements with the Service while I call him.”She got busy and I pressed number three on my speed dial. One was Jennifer. Two was Stacy and three rang the Vice President. As expected, he answered on the first ring. We never called each other during business hours unless it was truly important. He knew if he looked down and saw it was me, that we NEEDED to talk.“Yes, Mr. President. How may I help you?”“Good afternoon, Mr. President, right back at you. Stacy is talking to your detail. .. OOF!" Genevieve may have lost much of her muscle tone but the hard punch to my stomach when I wasn't expecting it felt like a piledriver had hit me."It's not MY money! Did you see a pre-nup? What's mine is yours and yours is mine, remember our deal? It's OUR money now." Okay... Okay, just don't hit me again. I should have added that to our vows." Too late. I can't shoot you again. Nothing was said about hitting." Between more kisses, Genevieve joked, "God, you're such a complainer. You.