”“Sorry, Honor,” Yren replied, taking a seat at the table. Andwynn had cleared the pieces of broken chair away earlier and moved a bench to the ...ide of the table in their place.“Better,” Gillen approved as Yren sat in front of her. She looked over at Syl who gave a slight shrug and bounced her eyebrows. Uud was similarly unsure. Neither could tell anything from the man just by looking at him – but then, she hadn’t expected to.Gillen measured her words carefully. She didn’t know this young man. There was one person taking notice though. He was standing with his back against the rooftop railing, watching her. He smiled. She walked toward him, anticipation growing with each step. She knew he was going to push the envelope, he’d been doing that since she’d arrived. The breeze off the lake caressed her face. She stepped up next to him and looked out over the cityscape. The sky line was lit up and breathtaking. She felt her nipples press against the banister, it was cold or were her. Without asking him, she took his hand in hers. She heard him make a small choking sound and she knew. She had known last night. She had seen him in the room. He had watched her dance. She had seen him watching her, and knew. She felt it, too.They couldn't talk about it now. Not now. Later. When the voices stopped, when she was done with the insurance thing. When she was free from this craving, free from her marriage. When Mr. Smith let her go. She had always known he would not keep her. Last. Tony’s followed my gaze to the calendar. “Oh,” he said. “Oh!” he repeated as realization came to him. “I thought that those marked off days were just something to do with celebrating my birthday, but they’re also your most fertile days aren’t they?” I turned back to him and impulsively kissed him on the tip of his nose. “Yes, snookums, they sure are and if we were to be really serious about the cuckolding husband/illegitimate-baby thing we should fuck our brains out the next two days just like.