There was a satisfied smirk looking back at him. She’d caught him. “I knew it was coming,” he told her. “And it’s pretty much all the same t... me whatever your mother does.” “You don’t love her, do you? Not even once.” “Of course I love her. Just not the way you think.” Her eyes went to each corner of the room before going back to the general area of Stone’s desk. A coy sneer lit up her pretty face. “Want to know what she told me?” Stone rolled his eyes. “Why do I think you’re going to tell me. ” One of the troopers said with a serious face as he reached behind his back.James looked at them with a smiling face and activated the changes he had implemented into their minds.Both troopers faces went blank momentarily and suddenly they smiled and shook his hand.“Thank you for your time sir. We will pass this information on.”They walked out of the diner, got back into their car and drove off. James found the waitress and erased the memory of the picture and the troopers from her mind and. So, I went further with Hermione tracing the outline of her bottom through her jeans with my finger.”That is not how Hermione sees your remark and she intends you get marked for guidance and feel the heat!”“Oh shit, what have I done?”“Yep, you got your ass in hot water, but don’t get your panties in a bunch.”“I don’t appreciate your panties in a bunch snarky remark. It’s uncalled for... “Ironically if I handle it the way Hermione has suggested she demands that you wear panties as an object. It wasn't a door; there was no sound of hinges nor was there any light to give them away. They simply seemed to have come from nowhere.Well, it's certainly a better camouflaged exit than the one in the garden, probably an escape route. And who would be trying to flee, I wonder?"Going somewhere, Anasia?" Marcus called out softly, almost purring, which was more than a little creepy and made the fur on the back of my neck stand up. I heard the sound of weapons being drawn and itched to grab my own.