Cal had literally let out a low, grumbling moan as he sat alone in his flat, gazing at the screen with his tongue lolling out and one hand unconscious...y massaging the fast-growing bulge in his shorts. Her words were perfect; he could imagine it all so clearly that she may as well have sent him a video. Every touch, every sensation, was conveyed in sublime detail, from the mouthwatering viscosity of the evidence of his effect on her, to the tantalising pulse sent through her body by the gentle. The wide eyes had half closed. She lifted her hands and buried her face in them. She began speaking. Her hands muffled the tone, but Cal listened to the words.“I can’t stand being afraid, Cal. I don’t even know what I’m afraid of—just being pulled into that dark room, I guess. But I don’t even know what that room is.”She lowered her hands and looked at him.“Does that make sense, Cal?” she asked.He reached his hand out, touched her on the side of the face with his palm.“I didn’t know, Roxie. I. ’ I continued once they had calmed down. ‘I didn’t look for someone. She actually found me. I was drowning my sorrow in scotch at Fred’s when she sat next to me. Next thing I knew she had me in a booth and I was spilling my guts to her. She listened carefully and patiently. She didn’t jump into bed with me and I didn’t jump in with her either. We saw each other for over a month before we slept together. You know I would never cheat on your mom. She asked me to do this. That’s the only reason I. You go,” she replied, and he knew she wanted to stay at home with Brendan. Ah, young love, he thought with a fond interior smile.While the rest of their happy band of accountants got to grips with the coming end of October deadlines, Aidan got to work sorting out meetings, contracts and plans of action, and by mid October he was ready and had arranged meetings over two weeks, the last in October, and the first in November. The week before he was due to go, he arrived in Vicky’s office.“Vicky,”.