Matt trudged through the last few feet of snow until he stood at the door. He paused as the music washed over him full force. His bright blue eyes wid...ned. ‘That’s Nate? I nodded with pride. ‘Yup.’ ‘Holy shit,’ Matt breathed out and swung his head around until our eyes met. We were pretty much the same height. ‘He’s freakin’ good!’ I stepped aside as Matt moved past me, trailing snow in his wake. He kicked off his boots and climbed the stairs as if mesmerized by the music. The sound of a truck. I did take the time to stretch my legs out beneath the covers, my long,hairy, male legs. It was good to be big and tall and masculine again.All my control was back, it seemed. Although, there was something aboutlittle Miranda that I couldn't help liking. She had a certain power Ihadn't anticipated. She had drawn more than one delighted smile from theusually dour nanny, and had been on the precipice of manipulating abossy little girl into revealing her mother's deepest secret.I was convinced. She stormed off into the bathroom to get dressed and ready to go out. I had bought three skirts of different lengths to go along with a semi-transparent top. One was below the knee, one about even with her knee and one about 4 inches above her knee. I was pleasantly surprised that she came out with the short skirt on and the blouse. It was transparent enough that I could clearly see her bra. I am not sure she knew that but I figured I wouldn’t say anything. D inner started. There was another man, whom we guessed to be the owner, who was trying to hide between the legs of the largest donkey. He was only partially successful.Janos drove as fast as he could get the wagon to move toward the battle, and the men jumped out and ran the last few yards to join the fight. Meanwhile, Hippolyte had couched her lance and was charging toward the fight. She had been covering our rear, so she had the greatest distance to go to reach the fight. I had not taken up the mace because.