Maybe we would drive each other crazy. If I left, you’d be a great memory and I’d end up back at my cabin the richer for all that I experienced. I... there a good answer?”Both of us were silent, finishing up our soup. I was thinking about what Tristan said and wondering what it would be like if he stayed. What it would be like if he left?Finally, I said, “Sometimes I think the problem with us writers is we think too much. We’re always working out a plot, analyzing everything, imagining this. One small towel seemed to be covering something while two large towels were spread out across the width of the table. The pillow was at one end of the large towel.“You can remove the carrot now, June, then get up on the table with your head on the pillow and your legs spread wide with your feet flat on the table and your behind at the very edge.”June hesitated for a moment the climbed into the table and positioned herself as directed. Autumn removed the small towel allowing the items under it. I’d taken some flak for that when it was released. Some readers were offended that I’d brought in a character who was submissive and called Tony ‘master’.“That scene isn’t particularly sexy,” I laughed. I kissed her again. Now that we’d begun, I couldn’t get enough of her lips.“But it is,” she said. “Tony wasn’t a master. He wasn’t particularly dominant through any of the rest of the story. Even when Wendy needed him to help her choose clothes to wear, he did it in a way that helped her make. ..”“Just explain it? Please? What were you thinking?”Zevran sighed. “I overheard you, yesterday. The three of you with Duncan in the command tent.”“You were eavesdropping?”“Not originally, no. I wanted to ask you something, and it was only when I got inside that I heard you talking about sensitive topics. And my natural curiosity kicked in when I realised you were discussing Grey Warden secrets.”Aedan shuffled his feet, pouty expression still sullen, but suddenly I thought I knew exactly what.