This would have been his anniversary and Marissa couldn’t blame him for being a little distracted. ‘It’s a surprise.’ He slapped her gently ac...oss the backside. ‘Don’t start that if you’re not going to finish it,’ she warned him with a sly wink. ‘Marissa,’ he started. There was a look in his eyes that made her shiver with anticipated pleasure. ‘If I were ten years younger, you would be begging me for mercy.’ ‘I never beg,’ she replied with a huff of mock indignation. Alan smiled gently and. His first reaction was anger. He thought it had been stolen then he thought some of his men had, perhaps, taken it as a joke. He was in the process of calling security when he remembered he had taken a cab from the party because he was so drunk.Jeremiah felt a swift surge of embarrassment and felt his face redden. He remembered how drunk he had become and feared he had acted like a newly commissioned Ensign at his first Officer's party instead of like a Senior Officer. He was ashamed he had. .. What are you doing?" She looked around the room suspiciously, and then back at her younger brother's face. Her gaze drifted idly downward toward his stained and still bulging trousers. Embarrassed, she turned her eyes away and Rick moved quickly toward the bathroom that connected their rooms."I've been in my room for hours," she called after him. "Came in through the window... I can't stand going through the house anymore... it's such a colossal bore, if you know what I mean. Besides, Mom. I rubbed my nose, watching Lindsey grin. “Thank you, Miss Agnes. Think if we half beat him to death, he’ll catch on?” Another book flew off the shelf, stopped just short of my nose, and fell gently to the floor.Lindsey grinned again. “ I think we’ve got his attention. Now you listen to me, big brother. Jen loves you, and she has for a long time. She hides in her bedroom in our apartment and cries every time that redheaded slut comes over. She’s a gold digger, Dean. She looks at this big house.