That smell…He’d know the scent of his mate anywhere. Opening his eyes again, he quickly scanned the crowd. There, near the back of the room, talki...g to his best friend, Derek, stood the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. Nodding and forcing a smile, Rhys made his way through the crowd, eager to get to the little man. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Rhys walked up beside Derek. “Hey, D. What’s up?” Derek took one look at Rhys’s eyes and grinned. They’d turned black as coal the. " Mattie, what the hell is this all about. I want to know. Now." You just don't care about me. You have Mom to make love to and you don't need anyone else. I loved you so much and, then, you married Mom. I wanted you to make love to me but you never have. All I hear every night is you and Mom in your bedroom, making love. Fucking each other. And nobody wants to make love to me. Nobody wants to fuck me."I just stood there over her as tears ran down her cheeks, her breaths coming in chokes."This. I opened the door to upstairs and called her name – no answer, ‘unusual’ I thought.I climbed the stairs quietly and when I got to the top I called her name and again there was no answer, looking in the bathroom I heard a strange noise, walking over to the front bedroom her door was slightly ajar, as I peered in Rosie was laid on the bed with her knickers pushed down to just above her knees and her fingers were rubbing herself.As I watched it was evident she’d been doing it a while, I crept in. I don't mind," I assured her, trying to sound calm and soothing."As long as I don't wear toenail polish in public?" she asked, sounding anxious."You don't have to remove the polish if it makes you feel good to know they're painted red. It's the other colors I object to." I'll discard the other colors," she offered."That would be good. Next time I go into your bedroom I don't want to see all those bottles on your dressing table. You can keep the red but throw all the other colors away."I was at.