Why? She asked, walking with Randy back to her van. Well, He looked over his shoulder back to the office where the man and woman were. Some of these m...nagers are lowlifes. Upper management came to visit too, they arent much better. Emily smiled, looking downward, I see. Being around these kinds of people make me all the more thankful for what I have at home, Randy said, kissing her forehead. I love you so much. I love you too, Emily replied. Randy helped her get in the car. She fought back. “I am very much looking forward to the other things, but I want to take the time to really enjoy our time together.” He began to kiss her again as he ran his hands from the soles of her feet, up her slender legs, over her narrow hips, across the smooth plane of her stomach until he cradled her slightly pointy breasts in each hand. He circled and rubbed each nipple with his thumb until they were both hard and the areolas were crinkly. Then his fingers slid back down her flanks to the slight. He didn't know who these guys were, but one look at them told him they were in a different league to any criminals he'd mixed with in the past.My friend, who had had his back to Curtis, turned now and looked him in the eye."Where is Johnny Carpenter?" my friend said with real venom in his voice.Curtis was physically taken aback by the question. He'd obviously expected that he was going to be asked about Simmons. But these guys were asking him about me. A look of complete confusion came over his. She inhaled sharply when she looked at his bare shoulder. “It looks as bad as it feels,” she said quietly.Aran glanced down at the angry red blotch, which had already begun to darken into a bruise. The hail had not been smooth; the jags had broken his skin in several places, even through his cloak and shirt. “I’ll be alright,” he told her, liking the way her emerald eyes caught the firelight. “It hurts less now than it did before.”Without saying more, Elaina moved her fingers to his sword belt,.