He knows what he’s doing to you. He’s making you wait, making you want him more and more as time passes. He walks over, only in his trousers and p...aces one knee on the bed, leans over you and gives you the softest of kisses. His lips are warm, soft and sweet, just before he lets go, you gently bite his bottom lip, keeping him close for just a few more seconds. He gets the idea and sits next to you on the bed. He kisses you again, but this time a little harder, pressing his lips firmly against. Where do you work?" as I lead us in that direction. “I own a wood working shop downtown. I’m a woodworker, I design and make specialty cabinets tables and chairs. Clients come to me from all over the state to craft things for them or to buy things of mine that I make. I even do a lot of restoration on antiques. I always use the best wood and take great pride in my work,” he told me. Damn, I would have never guessed this about this handsome man but I liked that he worked with his hands. “How. ”That pissed me off. I knew he was just looking out for me so I let it slide. “I promise. After lunch we’re gonna go back and hang out on the beach for a while. If we go for a walk or come back to the house, we’ll drag one of you along.”“When they light up the bonfire tonight it’ll be easy to get lost in the crowd. Can you please hang close to one of us? I know Mark doesn’t want Sophie dragging him off anyway, so maybe you two just hang out with him. You cool with that, man?”“Uh, sure,” Mark. Mary relaxed a little, she could cope with this, and she felt pleased with herself. Apart from the buzzing of the tattoo machine, there was total silence in the room. Even Sue had stopped sobbing. She started to drift, and felt Paul change over to the right side. “You can put your legs down now.”She looked down, but could not see anything, so she picked up the mirror and held it between her legs. What had she done? With all the stark black lines, the outline the tattoo looked huge. Too late now.