Laila struggled against his hold, but it was steady like a steel band. “Rian, what are you doing?” “Don’t say my name and stop fighting me, if...you struggle it will only get worse for you.” he said as he took hold of the keys and turned it in the lock. When the door was opened he led Laila inside her apartment. “I’m going to let your hands free. I want you to reach into my pocket and pull out the bandanna.” Laila started to turn towards him. “Is this one of your games, Rian?” “Did I say you can. She touched her fingertips to her lips and stared unseeingly ahead, lost in her memory. He had gently pushed a stray strand of her thick, chestnut hair away from her face as he leaned in to brush her lips with his. Her heart fluttered at the memory, the way it had that night, and she thought of how he had deepened the kiss until all she knew was his mouth, his taste, his touch. Her hand lightly traced her arm, following the path his hand had taken up her elbow, over her shoulder, and grazing. "The woman had her lunch and then they all set off for the island. Theyhad to cross a wooden bridge and then they were on the island. Some ofthe slopes were steep and others gentle. There were Chinese lanterns allthe way round the island. While on their way round the island they alsospotted the men getting out of the model ships. Eventually they got tothe top of the island. There was a massive waterfall and a Chinesepagoda at the top of the island. The woman told the children it lookedfantastic. ”“Sure. I’ll bring a bottle. I can probably drink you under the table!”“I’ve spent a good amount of time drinking with Russian soldiers, so that might be a real challenge for you!”She laughed, “We should go shooting soon. We might need the practice.”“Yes, but not after we’ve been drinking!”“No way! My dad would kill me if I was that irresponsible! He’d be WAY less upset if he caught us screwing on the kitchen table than if I handled a firearm while I was drunk!”I laughed, “Good to know!”“You.