What mattered was that her master was trying to tell her something, and in a flash of her old self, wished he’d get to the point. Sensing her impat...ence, he supplied her with an explanation, rather than a scolding. As he did, he looked past her, in to the distance. Kouma noted that the thumping was growing louder.?You see my pet,? he breathed, ?I have been forced to make a business arrangement. I have something, that my competitor does not. In exchange for this ?something?, he has agreed. He was still unnerved by her presence, but, at least, now, he could look across the room, see her sitting or lying there, and not feel that nerve-wracking hysteria in his gut.He had spent the night holding her tightly, almost like a child clutching a stuffed bear to protect him from the terrors that his imagination found in the darkness. His mind was closed to her, and Béla wasn't about to force her way in, despite the pain and distress she was going through because of his enforced. Then he let go her wrist, his fingers tracing hers, before he turned away and headed for the dance floor. Abbey stood amid a throng of customers, shuddering. Something had happened, unique and scary. She could still feel his touch—harsh on her wrist and tender on her face. She recalled his penetrating eyes, his voice raw with promise. There was something about him, dark and delicious. Something she wanted, instantly and badly. “Customers need serving!” Angelo’s voice shattered her reverie. . We have a couple who have been given a green light and a new person who has a partner. I’m thinking to give all of them something to think about without pushing anything on them.”“I only remember two in the trilogy. So you had better have your Biblical ones ready.”“I’m not worried. If I run out of ideas, I’ll have us read from the Song of Solomon by turns. That would get anyone’s blood flowing!”We went into our bedroom and dressed. I was wearing a sports coat and tie. I started that way and.