Autumn in Gynt was beautiful, but the evenings were changing fast, and Penn missed the long summer days.He continued on to Mrs Beale's house to visit ...adeleine. He did feel guilty, but his love for Madeleine was undiminished. He would have to work especially hard to prove himself worthy of her.Dee and Mrs Beale were talking quietly in the front room. Everyone else was gathered around the kitchen table, peeling vegetables and chatting. They welcomed him in, offering him a chair and a drink, and. I realized someone is in there. So using all my detective skills I slowly, making sure that person doesn’t escape went near to my room. Then I barged inside pointing my gun and shouted “Police! Hands-on yours head and get down on your knees!”and the next moment someone handcuffed me to the table and what I realized there were of two of them. It was only dim light and I wasn’t being able to see properly. I aggressively said, “Whoever you are, free me or I will pound you like dead meat.” Then the. "Shannon?" Zach asked again, trying to clear the cobwebs."She's fine, honey. I'll try to bring her up here tomorrow." Who's watching her?"Zach wasn't aware enough to notice his mother's discomfort."Well, several people are right now. That way I can be up here."He squeezed her hand as he drifted back off to sleep.Zach sat up in his hospital bed. The last 24 hours, since he'd regained consciousness, had allowed him to fully regain his mental faculties. He knew something wasn't right. He'd gotten. But what if I was misreading all of this? Did she really want me inside her?No woman had ever made me tremble with doubt. Next second, as I looked into her, now fired up eyes, her lips came up to capture mine, and her tongue searched inside my cheeks until it was tangling with my own tongue. The heaving pressure of her mouth allied to the small grunts that came from her throat told me that I had misread nothing. I had briefly clutched at her shoulders, but my hands needed to squeeze the wonder.