He tenderly stroked her cheek and after a minute, he simply said, "I love you too."Hearing him say those words again, made her heart glow with warmth ...nce more. Zipping their sleeping bags open, she reached out to him and pulled him close, cuddling up to him. John didn't really know how to react to that, but he did the right thing by simply holding her, while she laid her head on his chest. Alice was tracing random patterns with her fingers over his body, while listening to his heartbeat. Right. We..I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking!” I stammered my apology as quick as I could. She had a more look of annoyance than she did shock or anger as I had expected. “You were thinking you wanted to kiss me. Why'd you stop?” She asked, her eyes clouded over slightly. I couldn't tell if it was the wine, or lust, or some combination of the two. “Do you hear yourself?” I practically squeaked. “You're my sister, half sister mind you, but still! We can't do this!”She gave a slight huff and. He should be taking care of number one and number one only.Except even a fucking lone wolf needed a den. Real men were wolves, but wolves had to live somewhere. Earth wouldn’t do anymore – the fucking dickheads were going to be crawling all over the place. So, he’d follow the ‘feds. He’d do their bidding and follow their flag and stay a live real man instead of a dead one.His Dad had been a real man. His very first memory was of his Dad disciplining his Mom. He was four or maybe five and they. She wasa brunette, with pale blue wings; he a blond, with wings of bright red. Shewore a white halter-top and black high heels; he wore a bottle-green shirtand matching knee-length boots. Otherwise they were naked. When they saw Sarabande,they both screamed, and their kicking and thrashing grew even more frantic.The girl's nipples were stiff and pressing hard against her halter-top; theboy had a pronounced erection. Both knew just what sort of bed Sarabande hadprepared for them. The spider.