" Oh, I get to get comfortable. I think I'm going to like this." She started to pull her shirt over her head and he grabbed her arms."Now, sweetheart,...you really don't want me distracted for this, do you? Maybe we should wait until I'm done for that. You know, I just had a thought. Maybe you should stay at my place for a while. If something does break I'd hate for you to miss an opportunity because you got stuck in traffic." That's actually a pretty good idea. Is that the only reason you want. Come on through.’ Her eyes covered his butt as she followed his rolling gate along the corridor. Even in the jeans, it was obvious his ass was hard and muscular. She idly wondered what reaction she’d get if she pinched it. Giggling under her breath, she decided against telling Matt that particular thought. Like the reception area, the large room they entered was minimalist in appearance. Apart from the heavy desk that contained a telephone at one end and a computer beside it, the only other. They got back to the boat, Abby made sure Ms. Chatter box didn’t see her get on the house boat. And Sam put the ‘Cherry’ headed down the river. The Boat chugged along the banks till Sam found a secluded cove just as the last bit of suns light slowly trickled into darkness. Setting the anchor and turning on the running lights as Abbey whipped up and light supper. They quickly ate with anticipation of perhaps sharing the rain closet again before turning in. The mad dash to the shower came before. “For far too long they used their mental powers to fight any foe, but slowly but surely lost ground as mankind developed. Hence your average Sidhe is not terribly smart, just good at illusions and encased in, until man invented iron armour, what was pretty good protection against essentially an already beaten foe.”“Some of them are pretty good,” I added.“The Daoine Sidhe, yes,” Morgana admitted. “But they won’t endanger their pretty hides until either they have to, or think they’ve already won..