The fox and Sharik come running past the base of my tree like their asses are on fire and close behind them ... I cannot believe it ... It's a puma wi...h a damn control collar on it. I draw my bow, fire and son-of-a-bitch! I only wound the damn puma! I am pissed at myself for not getting a clean kill!It does make him change direction and he's now headed away from the fox and Sharik. But nothing is worse than a wounded animal, except possibly a wounded animal that's been modified to be a killer.I. I was craving him, his body, everything that he was. I was so lost in my own addiction to him that I barely recognized the way he had tilted his head to allow me more access, the way his breathing pattern had completely changed, or the growing bulge that was just inches from my hand. We finally reached our destination, I pulled away regretfully. It was like he was a drug, and I was already feeling a crash from the loss of his taste on my lips. I dutifully followed him, neither of us saying. And their hormones are running, and they have nothing to do. You know the rest. So, Rach.. he said quietly, what do you wanna do? He seemed quiter than usual. What is there to do? I asked. Suddenly, a grin formed on his face. Well, you know I really care about you, right? Oh God, I thought to myself. What did he have planned? In shock and slowly, I nodded. I could feel my heart beating fast. So, I really want to… he cut himself off, If youre ready.. I could feel my heart beating faster. Im. Not only a millionaire banker himself, but also an adviser of fellow financiers and of government officials who had all sought his insight and impartial views.Yet, his mother had vetoed those plans and insisted on a simple burial service in the church of Matcham where they had married.Anthony cast a glance at his mother. She was flanked by his aunts, Eleanor Ruiz de Costa and Lady Marie Parker, her closest friends, who supported her as she’d had to support them in their mourning in the last.