” She smiled and handed Misty a small card. It stated, 'Rebecca Ryan, Veterinary surgeon', along with a set of local phone and cellphone numbers.Cha...ter FiveMistyMonday was a normal work day, and the rest of the week virtually flew by for Misty. Still, in the back of her mind, the way the young vet allowed her dog to sniff, maybe even lick, her sex absolutely refused to go away. Instead of looking uncomfortable about that encounter, Rebecca had seemed to be quite serene.On Wednesday, Misty. She wanted that, there was no denying that fact. The dampness that welled suddenly in her loins told her just how much she wanted that. But did she dare?His eyes studied her face. He was waiting for her to make the next move, either to reject him, or accept his unspoken suggestion. Unsure of herself, she leaned forward, her lips once more pressing against his. Almost of their own accord, her lips parted, giving his tongue entrance to her mouth.His arms tightened around her, no longer just. .. so long as we adhere to our social contract ... When we get married, it won't be such a big step. It'll just be formalizing what we've known all along." I guess it won't be." She lifted up on her elbow. "Reid -- you said when, not if." Monica -- if we can get through what we've been through since your assault -- we can get through anything." He kissed tears from her face. "We both knew where we were headed, didn't we? Let's get dressed and go downstairs. I smell your mother's coffee."Reid. He felt a small bit of guilt over his fantasy earlier, but he knew he would be forgiven. He was a man born of sin, and it would always be in his nature to want to sin. ‘Besides,’ he mused, ‘big difference between fantasizing about it and actually doing it.’ All of the other interests listed on her page really clicked with Ted. The more he learned, the more he thought that she would have been his Soul Mate if they had met when he was her age. Ted had very little in common with his wife. His.