This kiss was nothing like the dainty peckon the lips we had shared at the altar on our wedding day when it hadbeen her in the dress I now wore. This ...as a long, wet, lingering kissthat made my body hum with soft, sensual feelings. This time, I couldreally taste her, I could really feel that she wanted me. Her lips pushedagainst mine, her tongue caressed my mouth, her body pressed against minewhile her hands moved from running through my long, blonde hair, down theback of my wedding dress, all. “I think you hurt your wing when you dropped,” pointing to her damaged wing. “Do you think you can ride on my shoulder until it heals? I will not let anything hurt you,” he told her.He pointed to his shoulder, and she climbed up with his help and happily perched on his shoulder. She hung onto a curl with her little ankles crossed over his collarbone. Sean hadn’t cut his hair in the three months they had been on the ship. The bottom had grown out, so the curls were a lot longer.‘I must get Gary. She didn't stand a chance against his strength. "This is what you want, isn't it? For me to stay here and fuck you," he sneered, "so you can finally do to her what she did to you?" "You bastard," she growled, narrowing her eyes at him. "Get the hell out of my life and go back to your nasty whore." She gasped as he pushed her hard against the brick wall, knocking the air out of her lungs. Before she could catch her breath, he had torn open her thin blue robe, leaving her arms trapped in the. Then there was a bar. Alcohol. Food and alcohol. That sounded more like it; he didn't usually drink except over a meal. Why was he hung over then? What had he done after the meal? Was there even any 'after the meal'? He couldn't remember anything later. Had something happened during the meal? Someone had been shouting. Who was it? It had been close, very close. He remembered the noise. Was there someone dressed in green? There was certainly green in there somewhere, but that was just before.