"We're only eight," I protested."I know. But they might be hungry. There's wine at home, right?" Yes. I put a bottle of David's white in the fridge, a...d we've plenty of red. And two kinds of beer: Fosters and Little Creatures." Ice?" I emptied the trays into a bag and refilled them yesterday." Oh. Thank you. This is our first event." But there's no reason to get excited."We got home and everything stowed appropriately."Patrick, you're so good to me!" I know. Do we have time for sex and a. And I felt passion bubble up. And I felt heat from summer. I felt it all crawling around inside of me. It was the way his hair fell on my face. The shape of his jaw. The feel of his chest against my own. He was a heart beat and blood flow. It was the way his clothes always smelled of grass. And the last puff of a cigarette on his breath. And he knew my body before he knew me. And he knew exactly what I needed.On my back the stars witnessed the man I hardly know. How he unbuttoned me. Not just. That was the criteria for where we stopped and if we stayed. The whole purpose here was to get word to whoever Camilla and Hunter were and stop the crazy bitch who was after my mate.Each evening after we checked into a hotel, Marcus would leave, sometimes for a couple of hours, sometimes not returning until the next morning. As time dragged on, he returned looking horrible, exhausted and a little less hopeful."Marcus?" I asked, quietly, in case he'd fallen asleep."Yes, Miss Ramirez?" His voice. I was looked over but nothing serious; I finished my drink and went back to the room.I decided to order a small pizza then go back to the book store. I could try to have some fun there then, if nothing serious happened, just come back to the room and relax. The delivery guy was in his 40’s maybe and gave me a nice looking over, I gave him a decent tip then left the door open as I walked away…he watched.I didn’t kill myself on makeup but I still looked decent enough to go out. I wore an.