An unfamiliar but erotic scent drifted gently across the bed.For a moment, he thought he’d been dreaming again. Béla was still gone forever and he�...�d only dreamed her back into his life. In the last hundred years, he’d awakened many mornings with those exact thoughts roaming through his mind – destroying any possibility that today would turn out all right.He opened his eyes and gazed into a pair of dark, almond eyes almost identical to his beloved’s own.“I trust you slept well,” Annalisa. Enjoy.Mistaken Identity:Scott's Chapter 8The last twelve hours had been the most fun Trixie had ever had as asuccubus. Trixie being the fun persona that Beatrix embraced whenevershe was out just looking for sex and fun... It was not originallyintended to be that, and she sort of blamed Daphne for it since thefirst time Daphne called her that when they were out for fun, thoughthey never did officially name her 'Trixie' for these moments... ButTrixie had done that just this very night.She was. He had compiled a list of the companies, their officers and, in particular, those individuals who were signing off on the various transactions, and sent it all back to the Citadel. He was hoping that the larger staff and the almost endless influx of intelligence data would allow the analysts there to point out new avenues of research for his team.He was surprised to get a personal message from Minerva in response to his report. He had expected to have several days of pacing ahead of him while. "Karen looked over at him, smiling, "We may be there in a bit, and we may not."Dave grinned, “I'll close the door so the dogs won't disturb you.”Lani looked up, "Thanks, but I should say good morning to Ka-lee; otherwise, he'll be scratching at the door to get in."“I'll leave it ajar then,” Dave smiled.Karen grinned, mouthing, 'I love you' to him.Dave smiled, then left the ladies alone to call the dogs who were probably up to some mischief. He opened the back door, whistling for them to return..