21 years old, a shapely feminine jawline, plump lips, and sexy dark eyes, but given that she wore conservative clothing, little to no makeup, her hair...in a ponytail, and had spent her high school and college years largely in the library, it meant that her social skills were a little lacking, and her romantic and sexual prospects even more so. They say that girls could have who they want, but she felt like she'd been dealt a bad hand, at least in the breasts department, boys seemed to ignore her. I assume Linda will answer all your questions ata later time." "So. Where to begin? I am here at your wife's bequest. Itappears that we are going to get somewhat friendly and intimateover the next few hours. I understand that you will cooperate anddo as you're told. I appreciate that and will expect it from youand from Linda. Our first ground rule is that no-one, other thanmyself, will speak in this room unless spoken to first. Do we haveagreement?" I nodded. I heard Linda say. ’ As he spoke, he started opening and closing cabinets. Rainey couldn’t think of a thing to say. The silence, filled only by the snapping open and shut of wooden doors, seemed to last for hours. ‘I’m starving,’ Aidan said, glancing sheepishly at her over his shoulder. ‘Guess I shouldn’t raid your guys’ food though, should I?’ Rainey gulped. ‘Don’t…don’t you always eat our food whenever you’re here?’ He laughed again and shrugged. ‘I’m a big guy, what can I say? Food and I are friends.’ He. ‘Why would I want to sleep in your bed if you aren’t in it?’ He swallowed convulsively and managed a weak smile, freezing again as her hands came up to rest on his shoulders. Her confidence wavered momentarily. Speechless is one thing, but immobile was something else entirely. She waited for a sign that he wanted this as much as she did, but there was none to be had. Langdon tightened her jaw for a moment before giving back in to her impulse. ‘Oh, Fuck it,’ she whispered and leaned in to kiss.