Roger looked at the woman he was so interested in. He hadn't had time to adjust to her startling statement, and couldn't think of her as being pervert...d at all. That might come in the future, but he couldn't think of her that way right now. His own kink flooded his mind."Don't feel bad," he heard himself say. "I have a thing for young girls. You're no more perverted than I am."Her head snapped up. There were tears in her eyes."But I'm not that young," she said."I know that, but your. Let's just say that it pleases me to make him look ridiculous. And it pleases me to take his wife right under his nose.”He leans over the balcony railing. “Or maybe above it, as the case may be.”“You can't. Not here.”He rubs her ass through her jeans and lets his hand slid between her legs to rub her crotch. “I can't? You will be mine, Tamra. Every part of you.”He unfastens her jeans, and she feels a tiny squirrel of panic in her stomach. “They'll see.”“They might,” he admits. “In that case,. Hmmm...Whatever I was supposed to accomplish in Kevin's body must be a lot more dangerous, crazy, impossible, or just plain out-of-sight, for the Universe to set things up so carefully. I was glad I got Colleen to bring me one of my Glocks when she came to Florida to meet me. I was pretty sure I was going to need it and plenty more.All this tumbled through my head as I watched Catherine sleep beside me in the master stateroom aboard the Lake Powell houseboat. The afternoon sun was gone, and. T. Support and he really didn't need to be there. His mind drifted back to that weekend in Tahoe. It was all he had hoped for and more. The sex was great, but just spending time with Stephanie was the bonus. She was such a special woman. And that boob flash on the ski slopes really floored him. Stephanie never did things like that. She hadn't said much, other than the huge thank you before they got back on the plane to come home. And he noticed that she wore the thong panties a couple of days.