He went down near in-laws to tell them that they are sitting in the top row. I slowly placed my hand over her lap and started massaging. I took her ha...d kissed it. She looked around and smiled at me. I pulled her closer and started kissing her on her lips.She hesitated a bit and asked me to wait till her husband comes back. I was passionately kissing her and was trying to pull her pallu down. I squeezed her boobs over saree and was trying to remove saree and blouse. She was pushing me back and. Keeping up with him had been stupid. I think I was asleep before my head even hit the pillow. It felt like someone shook me awake a moment later. Probably wasn't true, but the disruption was about as welcome as it would have been had that been the case. Aunt Iva plopped down on the bed beside me. "Late night?" "Not really. Just too much alcohol. Anyway, you're still up, so you're one to talk." "Not still," she said. "It's morning, buddy." She ruffled my hair. "By the way, I thought you knew. There were only three seats left, all in the back row, and somehow I ended up in the middle one.Kent was wearing a long, red and white, pin-striped nightshirt. It had a tie string around the neck that he'd knotted in a large, precise bow. He was wearing some slippers, too, which I don't think he really wore to bed. But a lot of people were doing that; Sandra, for example, was wearing a pair of black high heels.Anais Nin seemed like the least of my worries that day, except that I had an essay. We didn't sleep much that first night of our marriage.Next morning wasn't any calmer, but it was nowhere near as pleasant. I waited until breakfast to broach the subject of Garth's call."Isidora, Garth's call last night was bad news."Isidora just gave me a curious look so I continued."Nika has been shot by one of Marks' people, and Garth is convinced that Marks won't stop until we're all dead."Isidora gave me a sharp look. "Who is Nika?"Then it hit me. I'd never mentioned Nika. Our discussions.