..” He smiled at how breathy her voice had gotten over the last few seconds. Her mind was getting sluggish and his cock was getting hard. “Should ... be punished for not listening?” He stopped his assault, completely caught off guard. His cock became fully hard, almost painful, as his mind registered what she had said. He spun her around and looked into her eyes, afraid the she feared him, but saw only loving acceptance and a blush that stained her cheeks beautifully. She looked down at the. ‘I don’t know, love. All I know is the longer she’s missing the smaller the chance of survival becomes.’ I said the words gently, so Holly wouldn’t freak out. ‘Would you stop saying that? It doesn’t matter how gently you say it. I’ll never give up, don’t you get it?’ I realized that Holly’s concern had turned into anger and it was squarely directed at me. ‘You sit there and say things like ‘chance of survival’ and ‘statistics predict’. Well, what if Cheyenne was someone you were in love with? I. .. come on, honey.? As they were almost to the bottom of the long, spiral staircase, Cherin heard the door close automatically behind them. Her senses were ultra sensitive, and she felt the hands on her wrists holding her tightly now. Once again, she noticed her mother and Aunt Sara look at each other and smile. When they got to the bottom of the stairs, the young brunette could see some of the things in the room. Most of it looked like some type of old furniture. It was pretty dark, and. Its just one of those things you learn to accept, or at least deal with as you progress. Of course, there was always denial, truth’s prettier, twisted sister. The silence grew until it weighed as heavy on my shoulders as the leather jacket I wore. Despite years of wear, it squeaked as I tucked both arms around her. My hands found her hair, resting there in the deep amber. Winding my fingers into the lengths of hair closest to the nape of her neck, I drew her gaze up to mine slowly. “No one’s.