I defiantly looked up at him. He grazed my neck with his pouty red-tinted lips. The ticklish flesh of my neck area was one of my weak spots. He had re...embered. God, when I got out of this mess...I...I struggled to focus."Get away from her," John said, seething.He had that berserker look that meant he was one step to going over the edge. I'd seen it and its aftermath before. I'd never want to be on the receiving end of it. But I found it incredibly sexy from this end. I'm not going to apologize. ”“That’s true. Well, our playing schedule can really interfere, big time, with meeting anyone. All that travel to little towns all over the Carolinas. Even when we’re at home for a spell, when am I going to date anyone?”“Haven’t you met even one likely young thing at the ballpark, flirting with you from the stands?”“Oh, there are some young girls who hang around the park, and we all flirt with them. Some of them are attractive, but most are awfully young.”Emily laughed. “Too young for a. ’ ‘Yeah it is for me. I can’t imagine going back to college for two years now.’ ‘I can’t see me doing that either so now I save cars and trucks instead of lives.’ ‘You know when I think back now we had a hell of a good time on our weekend passes.’ ‘If I tried to live like that now it would kill me.’ ‘And that was only what…ten, twelve years ago?’ ‘Yeah something like that. I don’t even want to get that drunk again let alone chase those skaggy women.’ ‘I don’t think Sandy or Alana would. " Come inside," she said. She turned and shouted into the interior of the apartment. "Molly!"She turned back to me. I was barely inside. Their front door was still open, with me in the doorway. "I'm Sarah Winthrop," she said."Greg Petersen," I said again.The redhead showed up in the foyer. "This is my roommate, Molly Mathis," the brunette said. "Molly, this is our new neighbor in Linda and Charlotte's house. His name is Greg." Hello, Greg" Molly said.Sarah had appointed herself mistress of.