Somehow, though, it seems too much trouble to unravel her arms and legs and sheet, and what if Aidan wakes up? She’s awakened him twice already this...night, and he has a major meeting in a few hours. Better to breathe and doze and stretch and meow, and besides, his nipple is about an inch from her tongue. Lia wonders idly if her husband will remember to get up to take the children to school, and decides it’s all right if he doesn’t. She wonders idly if Aidan’s wife will remember to walk his. They proposed meeting at their hotel pool and all of us gettting in the hot tub to get to know one another. He was a good looking big guy around 30 yrs old with a football player build and blonde hair. She was around 25, thin, shoulder length brown hair and looked smokin’ in her bikini. It was a perfect night, a little cool so the hot tub felt great and we talked a while and drank a few beers. The last time he got out to get a beer he got back in and sat right next to me. Almost immediately his. "Anything the matter, Jon?" smiled Sheila, but Jon simply shook his head before collecting his thoughts. He was no longer Jon Adkins, successful businessman. He was now simply prey... Prey for the Jaguar.As the meeting ended Jon had scarcely said a word. He wiped a few beads of sweat from his brow and loosened his tie. Sheila knew the unnerving affect that card was having on him. The Jaguar's reputation had grown considerably in the last 8 years. Had it really been 8 years since she first. Out at the tree line, Randy was gaping at the two bodies in front of him. "Holy Shit, L.T.! That was some shooting!" All those years! All that practice! I never even broke leather when I was on patrol," Patrick said in obvious disbelief."Well, it sure came back when you needed it," Randy said, still shaking his head."Makes all that work more than worth it, I'll tell you!" Uh, Patrick, I'm not sure if that second fucker was really going for his gun or just reaching for help," Randy said almost.