Jessica smiled seeing Xena hovering in the vestibule, trying to be invisible while staying on top of the security perimeter. With her was her shadow, ...livia. Both were dressed in nice slacks and wool sweaters covered by blazers. She knew Xena carried a Glock against the small of her back in a pancake holster. She figured Olivia carried something similar.Olivia was a petite Latina with huge dark eyes and short-cropped dark hair. Jessica knew Olivia more than made up for her size with a fierce. She was spitting image of her mother now. Their youngest Noah was built like him, with brown hair like his and grey eyes like his mother. But when it came to his oldest son, Luke.Luke was his mother's favorite hands down. Luke was also the reason they had a quiet rushed wedding at the courthouse with just their parents present. Moria's mother never seemed happy about the whole ordeal. Hank knew it had something to do with what happened in Green Bay.He tried for a long time to find out what had. Tim was having a glass of apple juice when Olivia appeared before him in that silky robe. She settled beside him sitting on the arm of the recliner. she lightly glided her nails along the back of his neck. She could feel him shaking with chills because of her tender raking. She made sure that Tim saw plenty of leg sticking out of the front slit of her flimsy garment."I looked out the bedroom window, it looks like you're stuck with me for the night," she cooed softly into his ear. "It's coming. She realized that he wasn't wearing a girdle. Good, one less thing to get him out of. Still, it wasn't fair that her boyfriend had a better figure than she did, even without a girdle. Or that he had prettier legs.They made their way out of the club, and they hadn't gone far before running into Zale."Klinger!" said Zale. "Hold it right there! You know what I told you. You have to do." Drop dead, Zale. I never told you I'd do it." You do it or I'll pound you!" Forget it, Zale." Max," said.