She thrilled at the sensation of having the vampiress come to life beneath her. The limp, still lips became firm and pressed fervently back against he... own and an arm curled up around her to pull her into a tight embrace.The kiss lingered for long minutes until, finally, Dana drew back with a grin.Mia smiled back up at her, "That was an interesting way to wake up. What brought that on?"Dana snuggled in close as she explained, "When I was a kid, my favorite story was Snow White and the Seven. I finished examining Andrea's purse and, finding nothing more, put it back where it was. I went back to my study and sat down, my mind still going a break-neck speed. It occurred to me at some point that I'd already decided my wife was guilty. Despite the fact that the only evidence I had was a look on Andrea's face and a mystery cell phone, I was convincing myself that she was cheating. When did I get so quick to condemn? Was I looking for a reason to believe she was unfaithful? A few hours. I sat up and stretched my arms above my head, my small athletic body getting ready for the day. My nipples pressed against the white tank top I was wearing, clearly visible due to the thin material. I threw the blankets back, and pulled on a pair of black running shorts. As I ventured downstairs, still stretching, I realized the house was mine for a few hours. My mother was working, and my father had a meeting until noon. A bowl of fresh red apples sat on the kitchen counter, and I couldn't. Since I’d gotten a reaction out of Gil, I kept on him.“Hello, Gil, did you come here to see me, or to hit on my office manager?” I asked.Old Gil was pretty fast on his feet.“Oh, I came to see you, Josh, but once I met Mitzi, I forgot why.”Gil remembered the reason he was there as soon as he was seated on one of the comfortable lounge chairs in my office. He dug a sheaf of papers out of his briefcase and handed it to me.“My friend, Will Hawkins, hired Weaver-Wilson to turn this drawing into a.