"Don't even try it," she said. "You saw them." Them?" His eyes were everywhere except on her face now."My BREASTS!" she shouted. "You looked right at ...hem!" You TOLD me to!" he yelped.She realized, at that instant, that he was embarrassed. That seemed completely foreign to her. They'd seen each other naked all their lives. They'd both swum topless in the pool in the back yard until both were twelve and then the only reason she'd put a top on was because Uncle Bob had made her. And, in the same. He tried to push the discussion with Pete out of his mind bychecking out the women he worked with.Sandy came by, said a breezy "hello" and kept going. She was wearing anavy blue skirt suit, much like Jocelyn Drake's, only the skirt wasshorter. Sandy was gorgeous, and most of the guys in the office had athing for her.He noticed Jessie's burgundy pumps, Brittany's sexy black ankle boots,Carla's wonderfully soft white sweater. They all smiled and kept going.He was a marked man, and no one wanted. “Aaron here has done a great job of tending to our needs tonight. Anyone think he’s earned some relief?”Everyone just looked at each other without saying anything. Finally, it was Brent who spoke up.“Sure, I think so,” he said. “Just as long as I don’t have to help him with it!” he added hastily.Jess laughed. “No, I think we can handle that job.”My heart leapt. I was finally going to get that damned cage removed. Or so I thought.Amelia stood up and put her hands on my shoulders, pushing me. The preacher had just begun (apparently, Angel’s family belong to some ultra-fundamentalist church) when Simon walked in. I think I was the only one who noticed him for a minute because he stood right beside me looking at the front. He didn’t look that good, either.WTF is he doing here when his wife is being buried in Madison Park?Then Davy saw him. The guy came tearing down the aisle and tackled Simon—drove him all the way to the door of the chapel and started beating on him. Simon didn’t even.