My cheek was against her thigh again, her legs pushing together like she’d read my mind and was fully prepared to suffocate me between her legs, dro...n me with her wetness. I pulled back, smiled in the shadows at the sound of her ragged gasping, her fingers gripping my arm. ‘No.’ The tone was definite, the order delivered with a firm push to the back of my head, her fingers receding from my hair as I returned to my dedication. I kissed her again, felt her tiny muscles spasm and leak, the. . far more deadly than your average warlock, and I do not trust his motives.”“Neither do I, but the Prince seems to trust him.”“That she does, to an extent. I have warned her against the man, but your lover is as old as I, and is a fount of wisdom and intelligence. If she trusts him, she has reason to.”Considering Jacob seemed to have some sort of interest in his mom, he was happy to know Antoinette trusted him, sorta. Knowing Elaine didn’t, on the other hand, sent concern up through him like. ” Alex the shortish brown haired,green-eyed girl called as she dropped her school bag atthe kitchen door. “Mom?” She called again.“She’s not here.” A strange voice said from behind her.Alex jumped back from the stranger.“Who are you?” She demanded. The woman she was confrontedwith simply smiled. “Where’s my mom?”“Relax Alex.” She said monotone. “How do you know my name?” She said more curious thenscared.. He still had it. The knowledge made him doubly glad, for these were the only policies he'd sold all week. Ever since that damned party, six days ago, he'd been worried sick. His guts had ached so bad at times that he was sure he was developing an ulcer. Faith's strangeness had kept him upset, unable to think about anything else.The party had done something to her, changed her somehow. All Sunday, the day after the party, she'd kept to her bed, getting up only to go to the bathroom occasionally,.