Finally, I just did it. I just knocked. There's no turning back now.The door opened and Jenny's beautiful, smiling face beamed at me. She was so beaut...ful. My guilt surged through me at the sight of her. I wanted to cry."Hey, stranger!" she said with a smile. "I've been waiting for you. Get in here!"She was so happy to see me, so eager to invite me into her home, she obviously had no idea what I'd done.As the door closed behind me, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to compose myself."I. Maybe some day I can explain ... but I do enjoy our conversations and if you still want ... Thursday... ?" the last word was more of a question than a statement.Jack knew he wanted to see her again. Somehow, he was going to find out why she wouldn't leave the basement of the library. He nodded, "Till Thursday ... good night Tara." Jack turned and left.On Thursday, Jack had a mid-term test. The instructor told the class once they were through with the test they were free to leave. This was. My top was a champagne satin blouse, undone to the third button, a contrasting maroon chiffon scarf d****d from my neck and shoulder, a wide, black patent-leather belt, and a black satin circle skirt, hemmed above my knees. My auburn hair cascaded down my back in along wavy fall, while my bangs and side-swept part gave me an open, even appealing countenance. It was, as the news director had once put it, a way to connect with my viewers, even if they were total strangers.My phone had started to. Where was Night Wolf at this moment? Ione longed to see his handsome face again. She ached to behold his splendor and feel the warmth of his touch. She knew he had to be worried about her. He would come for her. She had faith that he would find them. She swallowed the lump of fear growing in her throat as Black Sun stirred. He gave Samantha’s bruise blackened bottom a healthy smack, eliciting a startled sleepy cry, before climbing to his feet. Ione blushed, looking away from the sight of his.