Nick had just phoned and said he had sold the baseball-wall-paper design and the buyer wanted more. Tomorrow they would do a football design. That had...thrilled her almost as much as the passion in Nick's voice, his choking, straining lust for her.Brian entered tearing off his shirt, swearing, "This fucking heat, traffic jam on the highway. Sweating like a pig!"He stormed through the kitchen toward the bathroom, dropping his shirt on the floor.In the hall he said, "Got to see Clayton about the. I took a sip of my punch afterward and began to mingle with other family members. However, I could not help but notice the way my Uncle Blake stared at me as I went and as I talked to others that I had not seen in a long time. I was standing by myself when Rachel came over to me again. Rachel was a year older than me at nineteen. We were like sisters and we often shared a great deal with each other. We could always talk to each other about anything. Today, Rachel was. I’m just relieved. I was afraid you were coming over here to break up with me.’ ‘I was afraid you would do the same thing. That you’d accuse me of cheating on you, or think I was really a lesbian deep down, and you’d end it,’ she replied. I pulled her against me. ‘Moira, sweetie, you didn’t DO anything, and I would never make a judgment like that. If that is the case, and I really don’t think it is, only you can know that for sure. I know how close you and Shelly are, and the history you have.. She is the woman who made a fool of me in the first meeting. I give her my best passive aggressive frozen smile and a firm hand shake that tells her: this is my turf – don't you dare ruining our show this evening. She seems a little embarrassed but starts a harmless conversation and even congratulates me. I tell her that it's not my success – it is our team's success. It's not a lie entirely. As much as I am proud of myself I am also proud of this team. I go on about team building and the.