"What do you say? Eh?" I gave him a squeeze and he jumped. "Fuck," he said, under his breath, "Fuck, fuck, fuck." I put the car back in third gear as ...e accelerated then put my hand back on his thigh. I saw a lay-by approaching and decided to stop. Both hands on the wheel, I pulled in. With the car at a halt, hand brake on, I turned off the ignition and looked over at Nigel. My hair was all over the place; I swept it back from my face as I looked over at him and slowly put my hand back on his. Drawing out an apple, a large, red delicious apple. He takes a small paring knife and begins to cut the apple into slices, he then peels each slice. He begins to cut each piece into smaller pieces and feeds you each one. It is so juicy, the sweetness of it runs over your tastebuds. You are famished. After eating most of the apple he puts the apple aside and picks up a very large, ripe strawberry. Put dips it into a small bowl of melted chocolate and lifts to your mouth. You bite into the berry,. It had only been a few hours before that her incident with Brad had consumed her every thought and now the whole thing seemed irrelevant compared to the recent events. She walked over to her computer and stared at the screen for a moment. Her character stood on a small hill staring off into nothingness. Bree reached out and shut the screen off. She was about to head to her bed when she turned back to the computer. Bree leaned down and looked at her Web Cam. A small smile tugged at the corners. He pulled his red shirt on before sitting in a nearby lounge chair. Even through the shirt, I could still see every one of his chiseled abs. It was going to take all my will power to focus. As my throat went dry, I was wishing I had taken his offer of a drink. ‘So, Sarah. Tell me a little about yourself. What do you do for a living?’ His gaze was focused on me, his piercing green eyes captivating. It took me a moment to regain my composure. His smirk made it clear that he had caught my social.