With her soft lips this close, Ryan couldn’t pass up the opportunity to kiss her, and he put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her tight, and kis...ed her deeply. She returned it with just as much urgency. “Dad, I love you. Maybe this might be considered wrong by some people, but if it is, why does it feel so right?”“Baby, I feel another discussion coming on, but not tonight. For right now, there’s you and there’s me, and the rest of the world can go to . . . wherever. For right now, all I. The southern exposure of the room was an uninterrupted expanse of geometrically mullioned glass, beyond lay a small lake, and in the distance a range of grey-green mountains stood mutely, as if placed there to define the limits of the Mayfield’s landscape. The room was furnished sparsely with Japanese and Mission style furniture and flowed into a compact, yet perfectly equipped kitchen space. Behind them, translucent shoji screens separated the main space from the sleeping and bathing spaces.. . once or twice a month. That was normal, right, but in her current state, she was finding the male scent of Rick, and even Vic, more and more alluring.Rick held up his hand and Vic stopped. Rick guessed, "M?"A tile lit up. That's when Vic looked back to plaque and the moment of true clarity hit him. "T! I! C! Domestic Goddess!"All of the tiles glowed the words burned into Deborah mind. A moment later the wall shook like thunder and a panel spun below the two words. A small ledge, no bigger. Returning to his impromptu buffet table he removed the wire from the bottle and let the cork fly with a loud pop. The champagne bubbled up and Joey filled the glasses. Everybody took a glass and then Joey raised his."Folks, a toast to Miss Deirdre Darling, Bachelor of Science!" Woee!" Ruth exclaimed. "This is the real stuff! Deirdre, you better keep this guy!" I hope to," Deirdre answered, just a bit shakily. She gulped down more of the champagne. Then she squinted at Joey. "What the hell are.