Thats what you do when youre 18. On this particular afternoon the Sun shone gloriously through the dusty windows making everything seem all hazy and g...lden/ kind of like some soft-focus French film. Rachel finished undressing – allowing her stuff to drop onto the carpet – and cheerfully clambered up onto the bed. *Whats that youre hiding* she purred/ a comic kittenish voice shed been cultivating over the past few days. Byron scratched his stubbly chin and grinned as she threw back the quilt.. The crew laughed as the girls gnawed the chicken bones clean.They were met at the dock by the French Magistrate, a Monsieur LeGrande. He was not happy with Mike and his face conveyed his displeasure quite distinctly to Mike. Mike was beginning to think he should have stayed behind. On the third day they were taken in front of the Magistrate. "At first, I intended to have you locked up for life," he said to Mike.The girls all cried out, "No!"M. LeGrande raised his hand. "But, the island turns. . I don't have anyone in my life. I haven't for over a year now. You know how it was for me before with my ex.... I just... I just wanted.. I had to tell you.”Looking into his eyes I could see that this man meant every word he said. I could see he would never abandon me, that he was telling the absolute truth and I understood why he was afraid to tell me. “James, I am never going to leave Peter. If it ends it will be him that has to do it. If you promise not to just wait for that day, if you. ”“It gets pretty uncomfortable when I do,” Jake responded. “You can grab a blanket from my bedroom if you’d like.”Kicking off her flip-flops, Casey headed toward the back of the apartment. “Where is your bedroom?” she called.Jake appeared behind her in the hall and opened the door on the right. He grazed the small of her back with his hand as he passed her going into the room. Jake’s touch sent shivers throughout Casey’s entire body.Blanket in hand, they walked back to the couch. Flipping.