This holiday I'll spend alone." Mariah's voice trembled just slightly. Nikolas Snow knew that her fiancé had been lost in the war four years ago, and...that she never discussed it."And why haven't you found yourself another man? You know that you can't replace him, but surely Jason would want you to be happy." Please stop, Nik. I care greatly for you, but I can't handle this conversation right now." She took a long drink of her water and exhaled slowly. "Being alone on Christmas Eve is hard. Und mit dieser Einstellung könnte Sie durchaus recht haben, denn auch wenn Franziska ein bisschen einfältig, naiv und nicht übermäßig klug ist, so kann sie optisch definitiv überzeugen: Sie ist 1,72 Meter groß und hatte einen amazonenhaften Körper: Ihre leuchtend blonden Haare gehen ihr bis über Schulterblätter und glänzen wie ein goldener Vorhang, wenn Sie sie offen trägt. Ihre blauen, kristallklaren Augen halten die Blicke ihre Gesprächspartner häufig gefangen, nur während ihrer Fahrstunden. . much worse! Sometimes she could hardly recognize the man she married in the tense features and terse attitudes of the Livingston's elder child."He's making me feel like I'm dirt!" she thought. "Like I don't exist! I just can't take any more of it! She adjusted her nightgown so that more of the deep cleaveage of her golden tan breasts would show. They rose and fell as she breathed heavily, and the light dusting of freckles across the tops of the creamy orbs seemed to expand and contract with. She slammed the door then rushed into the bedroomarea and into camera range. "Richard!? Richard!? What thehell are you doing!?" Crystal yelled in confusion, reviledat her new boyfriend's appearance."Shut up and help me!" He hollered as he continued tostruggle.Crystal kicked the petticoats out of the way then movedaround behind him. She untied the white satin bow at theback and removed the sash then undid the buttons as Richardsquirmed."Hurry up! Get this thing off me!" After undoing the lastof.