”I thought for a second, there was an empty building on one side of the coffee shop and the other was a large museum that I had never visited.“The...museum?” I asked knowing the answer before I asked it.“Yes, I am an anthropologist, I work with the archeologists to help explain what, when, why, and how what they find mean.” Peg shifted in her chair and uncrossed her legs and again her knee pressed against my calf but she made no effort to apologize or move it. “Have you been to the museum?” she. I like it better this way." "Then I guess I'll have to stay." The wolf/dragon leant softly against the tiger. "Sure." Damien slowed down for a left turn, so Geddon wouldn't slide away. Geddon nuzzled the tiger. "I almost wish this ride wouldn't end." Damien took one hand off the wheel and slipped it over Geddon's shoulders. "Ah. But there's things we can't do in a moving car. Now, if you really like the car scene, I can drive another half hour, there's a nice secluded wood. Otherwise, I've got. It’s a cruising spot, for guys.”“Wait, like people make plans to meet here? What if someone walks in on us?” I asked with some urgency, but I was disrobing too. There wasn’t much that could have kept me from jumping Paul’s bones at that moment. Things were too new, too exciting.“People don’t exactly plan to meet here; they just sort of go here when they’re looking to get some action,” he saw my expression and quickly added, “don’t worry; it’s very private. I doubt anyone even uses this one. I said you’d wake by four.’ His smile widened. ‘Helped me win two shillings off the sod, you did.’ ‘Glad I could help,’ Jamie answered, returning a slight smile. She was finding it very hard not to like the boy. Then, Peter and Luke, she thought. ‘You’re Peter?’ she asked. ‘I am.’ The boy nodded without looking up. ‘Luke’ll be by to spell me shortly. I’ve got first dog tonight, and we promised Felix we’d not leave you alone.’ ‘Where is Felix?’ Jamie asked, unable to keep the concern from her.