I mean ... Why do you want us to do that? I'm afraid to leave. You know that you really pissed Carmichael off. I'm afraid he'll come back tonight..." ...other, don't let him talk you into staying, please. That SOB will come back tonight just as sure as we're standing here. The county couldn't find any evidence before, other than a few footprints. He and his 'friends' played cards all night, so they had perfect alibis. They'll do the same thing again. I know they will. We'll be waiting for those. “Not quite. I followed you is more accurate,” I replied as the sobs ceased and the snuggles began in earnest.“Where are we, Uncle John?” she asked when she could speak more calmly.“I don’t know, not in the solar system though. If I had to hazard a guess, I’d say the home-world of the Sidhe.”“Why guess that?”“It’s the only place I can think of that Oonagh might have known about that isn’t where we come from or within reach, like the outer reaches,” I replied thoughtfully.“But the Fae came to. I breathed heavily into his palm, trying hard to stifle the sounds that were so desperately trying to escape my lips. When he realized it would take more work to keep me quiet, he stopped everything to turn me facing him and backed me into the wall all in one swift motion. His lips met mine and I finally got to feel what I had dreamt about for so long. They were softer than I ever could have imagined. His bottom lip filled my small mouth entirely and I sucked it just as I had fantasized. Still. I just hope he likes it."He did. That much was obvious. He met us at the door and took my wife into his arms."Perfect," he said as she draped both arms around his neck. "Absolutely perfect."Then he saw me standing in the doorway, feeling like a spare prick at a wedding."Ah, David, thank you for bringing your gorgeous little wife to me. Come in, come in and let me get you a drink."His hand was on her bottom as I followed them into his sumptuous home and she had an arm round his waist. She.