" Go to another parlor then." I'm not talking about the massage, Amy."I breathed out a long sigh. "I know." That last time was just so--I think I'm in...love with you, Amy." Jesus." No, listen. I just need to see you again."I'd always worried this might happen. One of my clients might get possessive. When the L word came out, I knew it was time to call it off, at least, cut this one off."I'm not going to be with you, Maxwell." I just want to be inside of you again, baby."I confess I was a little. “Just wanted to see how my little sis was doing.” I walked in slowly, heading for the bed where I saw her push that secret little thing under, that she seemed to be so nervous about. “What’ve you got there?” I asked, feigning surprise, as if I had just seen something underneath her bedframe.Quickly, she extended a leg, blocking my way. “N-nothing,” she said again, even more nervously. “Go away.”I laughed. “Ah, now you’ve got to show me,” I said and quickly bent down to have a closer look. A. His massive arms slam into their faces driving their heads into the floor. Greyson stands up next to Cassidy who has just finished fishing out a .40mm off one of the dead soldiers. They both look across the expanse of the room to see Colonel Pierson say something to the figure masked in the shadows next to him and then step away through the door behind them. Cassidy looks up to her partner and says, ‘I’ll go after Pierson, you that care of this guy and catch up.’ ‘Not leaving it up for debate. He had already sealed up all possible entrances to his island home except one, the roof, and sealed any possibility of escaping from there if it was entered.Bob already knew The Fisherman had some knowledge of his island home, as the purser on the minesweeper, (yeah, Bob had an education on naval vessels while they were up here; so not minelayer. A layer is aggressively used in a war zone, a sweeper is almost an officially designated enemy target), messaged me. He and his shipmates had been.