I know what you’re doin’,’ and I froze in my tracks. ‘Xander, I’m sorry,’ I muttered, as his shadow fell over me, ‘I know I said I would...’t but…SHE WAS OUR DAUGHTER, goddamn it!’ ‘Come on, then,’ he said gently, coming down the stairs to meet me. He took my hand and led me down the last two steps into the root cellar. He was nude and smelled of mint, having just showered, this glorious man for whom I’d long ago given up my so-called life in New York and come out to the flat plains of the. As I close the door and walk back into the room, I examine the bouquet. The flowers are lovely, a personal favourite of mine. Sarah knows I am a sucker for white roses, so they must be from her. Settling them on the dresser, I spot a card and open the small envelope. 'Beth, there are so many things I want to tell you. But you don’t deserve a text, email or call. You deserve to be told them… I then see the ‘PTO’ in the corner. I turn the card around and my eyes widen. '….in person.' As the words. .. well especially being one," giggled Sophie asshe was shaping his hair. "I see you admiring Elizabeth Taylor, SophiaLoren or maybe Marilyn Monroe? Am I right?" Honestly I love them all but I do have my favorites," joked Nate."Gentlemen do prefer blondes they say?" Why thank you," teased back Sophie patting her hair."You're welcome," laughed Nate. "And I'm really more of a Jayne Mansfieldfan though. Especially her new shorter haircut and I love Grace Kelly.Her attention to fashion is. Jack was hung, no doubt about it. Like I said I always felt fine with my 7+ inches but this unholy flesh pipe was amazing. Hell if I was a woman I'd be checking him out. Well I wasn't but Yvonne was and she did.Caitlynne broke the silence saying we should all call it a night. I was blown away when Yvonne objected saying it was too early. Looking back I would say that things went a little crazy after that.I went to the bathroom and when I came out Jack was sitting on their bed with a slice of.