“Hey Ash,” called Miguel. He smiled and walked over to her at her locker. They talked about a week ago; Friday, at the movies. She relived her ...emories. It was a new romance movie; all her friends thought it was the best since last year. Ashley couldn’t disagree; crying into Miguel’s shoulder had been great, and with his arm around her waist the whole time, (except from when they kissed and their hands were behind each other’s necks), she was in her own form of heaven. . ... but hedoesn't know you are my wife, so no need to have that. Besides, he willbe too distracted by your beauty to care." He pointed to her ring finger,with a bejeweled engagement and wedding ring set. She nodded, then tookthat off, placing it away in a small ring box on the vanity."So... the plan is, you wow my boss and hope that he take on my plan forthis big upcoming deal..... by any means." he spoke up again as shestrapped five inch white high heels upon her feet, showcasing herdelicate. While he licked and caressed my breasts I ran my fingers over every familiar curve of him. My fingers knew his scars like old friends now but I never got tired of touching them. He kissed his way down my body, smoothly unbuttoning my shorts and slipping them off my legs. The man was an artist at undressing me. I lay back and looked at the sky, shuddering and gasping when he kissed my sex, stroking me with his tongue and fingers. When I was trembling with the need to come Gabriel stopped. I tore. ." my sister reminded,sticking her lower lip out to pout in commiseration. "Wwww...wait...youstopped time?"I nodded with a smile."Clemson's heading this way, Alex," Jack alerted."Cue Rachel and patch me in, Jack."In my mind, I saw our resident fire elemental leave her barracks andbegan walking toward my office."Good morning, Mr. Clemson," She greeted politely."Morning," he replied gruffly."Mr. Clemson," she began as the man's eyes looked up at her. "Do youthink it's unseasonably warm today?".