"Sure."Alec blinked, stunned. "Really?" On one condition."He felt his stomach knot, thymus pulsing against his sternum. A shiver spiked up his body, s...in prickling against the sweat that soaked his jersey. It wasn’t what Sem had said. It was how he’d said it. Hungry eyes ogled his body, Sem’s voice rough, husky and assertive.Alec steeled himself, though Sem’s condition seemed clear already. He’d come this far. He wasn’t leaving until he got that field. "Anything, sir," he choked out.Sem. .." Is his boat still here?" I don't know." Let me guess. 'Third one in on the left off the near platform... Right?"Phelps' boat was, indeed, still there, but there was so sign of its owner. Returning to the main desk, Sam reviewed the data on Phelps' registration, then stood in the doorway to Craig's office behind the counter, scanning the lobby while he called Hugh Fulcher.Hugh had been enroute to the planned afternoon stakeout at the shopping center. Sam told him they had a strong possible.. ” The figure bowed. “Thank you, Master Ironhand.”Dulgan snorted. “Take your thanks. Where were you when my half-brother was bein’ kilt?”The Wraithguard stepped toward the two supine Dwarves.“The Marshal?” He asked sadly. “He was... ?”“He sacrificed ‘imself ta give us a chance ta ‘scape.” Dulgan muttered. “Called th’ dragon’s own po’er down ‘n their Clanless heads.”“Can I ask what a ‘Wraithguard’ is?” John interrupted. “And why we should trust him?”“They are the Clan charged with keeping watch. "Huzaifah, you're still young. I expect you'd try to fuck all these lovely beauties in one night, and it would make an old man of you," said Charles, "but you have to agree that Henry is quite the connoisseur."As Janice glanced up, she noticed that Charles was also looking at her with desire in his eyes. She was afraid again that she had stared at the newcomer for too long.Henry's voice seemed thoughtful rather than angry and Janice breathed a silent sigh of relief as her husband said,.