I’m just placing the protective covers over my computer monitor and keyboard when Mike comes through the connecting door between the office and gara...e. I look up to ask him how much longer he might be, but the words die somewhere between my vocal chords and my tongue. He’s shirtless, which can only mean that he used the hose out back to wash off. His chest, and the sprinkling of dark hair there, gleams with water droplets. His long thick legs are still encased in the denim jeans he wore but the. Greyson doesn’t show any emotion. He tightens his grip on the knife and steps in to slice at the horseman across the abdomen, drawing first blood. The demon doesn’t flinch from the strike and instead quickly grabs the agent by the wrist and twists sending a jolt of pain up through into Greyson’s elbow causing him to release his grip on the knife. With his other hand in a fist, Kazubeil comes across with a back fist with such force Greyson feels like his jaw has just been broken as blood is. I put my dirty clothes in a laundry bag that I had packed, then went into the great room. I did a double-take seeing Karin sitting on the couch. She looked so much like Birgit! I shook my head to clear it and then sat next to her. Annika had made coffee and brought it in, along with cookies and some small cakes. It dawned on me that Swedes used British English and biscuits were cookies! The coffee was very strong, but I drank it black, while the others all put cream in theirs.“We can walk to. That puts her way out of your class. Mark my words, Barney, one of these days your pussy chasing is gonna land you in deep shit." Look, Johnny boy. When I home in on booty, I never give up. Never. And, I want that ass of hers. I need it, crave it, and I've simply got to have it. I'll do anything to get my hands on it." Anything?" "I'm not sure I can bring myself to be unfaithful." Look, Sharon, Earl's a loser. He's the classic example of a wimp husband. The guy hasn't made love to you for.