Just calm it down, you're the one what was thinking of making yourself to home here." Chad forced a somewhat feeble grin, shaking his head ruefully. "...ow we've gotta go ahead with it, is all. The first thing we'd better do is to take a good look at what we've got to work with. There ain't gonna be a whole lot left down there that'll do us any good. Not unless you're into scrap metal and ashes." He took the canvas sack that the binoculars had come from and upended it before handing it back to. The cooked breakfast was great. We sat across from one-another on a small side table.“No rose” I pointed to the condiments in the centre of the table. Zoe smiled warmly, reminiscing our romantic dinner.“Gemma likes you” I said, changing the conversation.“You think so?” Zoe seemed surprised. Surprised by my sudden change in direction, perhaps, but also surprised by my opinion. “I think its just her goody-two-shoes mother instinct. She thinks I’m a charity case”. Well, that was that; I was. I sit up and look around, realizing I am in a strange room, and in a strange bed. I try to get out of the bed, but as I move my legs, I feel resistance, and cuffs on my ankles. I move the blankets aside to find my legs chained to the bedposts. Panic immediately fills my mind as I try to think of a way to get out of this predicament. My whole world goes black abruptly, as a thick hood is pulled over my head, and my wrists are seized and cuffed together behind my back. Before I can protest, a. His evident excitement was one last reminder that he still really did find me attractive. We wrapped our arms around each another and kissed passionately. Jack did not hold me too tightly out of fear of harming the baby, but I clung fiercely to his neck as our tongues slid seductively along one another’s We moved to the bed where Jack whisked the covers back and laid me down on the cool sheets. He climbed onto the bed next to me and we kissed deeply once again. Jack kissed a trail from my lips,.