It seemed urgent, extremely urgent, that he slide inside of me, fill me as I carved down his back with my fingernails. The image in my mind was so str...ng that I whimpered which brought that gaze to my face again, a question in his eyes. I gazed down at him, debating, and decided that I would tell him exactly what I wanted. Once again, I had to push myself upward to meet at his ear. My lips brushed the edge of it, breath fanning across the skin, as I whispered, ‘Fuck me.’ That released gentle. " Max, go home, make some coffee and get out your lamp cord," he said quietly."I am not going to be the KGB of Aster. If you find that one of the newcomers is involved, we call in the heavy hitters. If it's some local thugs the local cops can have it. All I am going to do is pass on information." I said."First we need to get information," Anya said from the bedroom doorway. "Go home, we will make calls about the Nanny. We will also see if the family of the child is known by our people." Anya,. Fletcher. I actually broke out into a sweat, as if their gaze was causing me to boil alive. Most eyed me with amusement, like I had confirmed some private joke about Mrs. Fletcher. But a few, the younger ones mostly, gave me looks that I had only seen Mrs. Fletcher give me. The vast majority of the women appeared to be either in their early forties or late thirties, though two or three looked to be in their mid to late twenties. An older woman, decked out in the finest attire, seemingly. "Minx? Impressed? What was she talking about?"You really are full of surprises, aren't you? When we were on stagetogether back in the camp you didn't seem to enjoy playing women, butyou've certainly embraced it now. Just look at you! And you're engaged tosomeone who's rich, handsome, and a Count, no less!" she said, noddingappreciatively at my ring. "I can see why you decided you were better offbeing his woman than trying to get back to England. About time youfinally wised up and accepted that.