. he didn't know how long. Hours? Days? From the hunger inhis stomach, and the dryness of his throat it had been over twenty-fourhours at least.His go...den buttoned up shirt had been ripped open, and his pants had beenremoved entirely. He hadn't minded either at the time, as he'd beenexpecting his whore of a wife to fuck him right after. Gabrielle hadasked for a glass of wine before the deed, though, and he had given her asmall cup before drinking a generous measure from the bottle.. .. Maybe I was jealous, I don't know. I just—" This time I had been the one to interrupt. I had swung my leg around Scott's body, leaving me on top of him, practically sitting on his lap, our lips interlocking. He smiled and pushed his tongue past my lips as I closed my eyes. He pushed the fringe away from my face and traced his finger along my jaw bone. We pulled away, Scott mumbling something that sounded like, "I've always longed to do that." He removed his basketball jersey, revealing. The door swung open to reveal Alanna. She was wrapped in a pink towel, with purple bikini straps showing on her shoulders. Her hair was dark and wet. Her face was super-smiley and excited."Liam!" she shouted."Uh, hey," I said, wondering who else she'd expected."I'm so glad you came," she enthused. "It's such a beautiful day. Laura and I just had to take advantage of it with a dip in the pool. Why don't you park your bike around the side of the house, and come join us? The gate should be. You were blackmailing Julie. You were giving Julie drugs. So what happened to Julie tonight, you piece of shit?"When Bobby let up enough on his throat for him to speak, he replied frantically, "I didn't do anything to her!" he protested. "She went crazy, man. She had a gun, and she fucking shot me!" You don't look shot to me," Bobby replied softly. Van didn't know which Bobby to be more afraid of — when Bobby spoke loudly, or when he spoke softly. He suspected the soft spoken Bobby was probably.