" Is your mom there? Let me talk to her."I heard Jayden call for Alishia."Hello, Don. I have a favor to ask. Actually, I don't think you will mind." A...k away." Can Jayden spend Thanksgiving at the ranch?"Jayden overheard the request and was clapping and making all kinds of noise. My heartbeat went up four notches. My body was reacting to the request."You knew the answer to that before you asked. Of course I want her to be with me! You know my life centers around the time I have with Jayden.. Not a fancy woman like one might see in a nightclub in the city a hundred miles inland. Beautiful, no doubt about that. She looked to be 30 or so, and she stood six inches under my 6′ height. For some reason looking at her made my breath catch in my throat. I checked out her old outboard, I quickly realized it would need a couple of hundred in parts, if I could find them at all. I saw the pained expression on her face when I told her. ‘Let me work on what I can figure out.’ I told her. That. Hamsun," Stacey said. The man's handshake was firm and confidence inspiring."And you must be Eleanor," George continued. "Not a very impressive deduction of course now that Stacey has been indentified, but I would have recognized you from Hannah's description anyway - the harebell blue eyes and the dimples are every bit as characteristic as Stacey's copper beaches hair."His smile was warm and his grey eyes locked with Eleanor's as he shook her hand. "I'm so pleased to meet you Mr. Hamsun,". The Sharon she was used to being had had no interest in acquiring a new lover; quite aside from the embarrassing explanations (not to mention possible dangers) revealing her relationship with Armand would entail, she hadn't any memories of the whole thing being worth it. The past couple of days, however, had been a series of revelations; not only COULD she enjoy sex, she was staring the unpalatable fact that she DID enjoy sex -- rough, nasty, humiliating, painful sex -- dead in it's unwinking.