‘Kiss her now!’. His mind ordered, ‘No! Not yet! Let me first touch, feel her skin.’ He brushed the back of his finger along her cheek, and th...n gently across her lips, gently tugging her lower lip down for it to softly flip back. It felt so soft. He allowed his finger to follow her contours, down her neck, to her chest, to make gentle contact with her breast. Did it do anything to awaken her?!, No, not yet. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, and feel it thumping in his chest with. Remember her, and don't get screwed up at home like most cops do. Spend time with her. You've seen the job destroy relationships. It'll happen to you, too, if you aren't careful."I stared at him, totally at a loss for words. He fired off a casual salute, sauntered to the stairs and was gone before I could figure out how to respond. I shook my head as I realized I actually liked the son of a bitch.Gretchen tapped me on the shoulder and I turned to look at her. "Zieter went back in to get. The iron blade scythed over my head. I lunged my blade upward at Prince Meinard’s chest, a flowing blow of darkness. He was utterly open to attack. At my speed, Prince Meinard couldn’t even react to parry. He was still swinging as my rapier knifed at his chest. The shadowy point aimed right at his heart.I struck.My shadow blade bent and flexed. I felt the resistance in the grip. My blade didn’t penetrate his iron proxy at all. It didn’t even so much as scratch the surface. My exhilaration sank.. Apart from the fact she's stunningly attractive, she's just so mature. The tone (if not the subject) of the whole conversation felt like one I would have had with my late wife about our k**s instead of a talk about someone her own age.It's all part of this aura she seems surrounded by; one that makes you feel you're already in intimate contact with her while you're still standing a foot away.I know the girls look up to her like a mother; even Amy who's four years older than her, so it's not.