Apparently, Alice was delusional. How could she even think that he’d cast Grace aside for her at this point? There would be nothing he could discove... about his wife that would ever make him leave her.“I want you to do something about Alice! She needs to understand that she’s gone too far and that this unhealthy obsession needs to stop!” Grace said in a tone that Mac had never heard before. “I’m tired of her trying to sabotage our relationship!”“Hey, Gracie,” Mac said, taking her hand. “Nothing. "I decided my hands weren't enough and dropped my face down her neck, steadily moving down her neck with a clear goal of finding her nipple between my lips and gently nibble it with my teeth. As my mouth began to find the space between her tits and I nuzzled my face into the cleft, her hand suddenly grabbed my forehead."Here comes the throw and what a throw! He's gonna slide in head first and he's out! No wait, safe. Safe at second base!"Safe, as she reached down, lifted my head and placed my. ”Steve added, “I overheard that girl Gwen ask to be with him after dinner.”Dale looked back at him, “Shit, you are some kind of super stud. Did you know these women before you got here or something?”“No, I didn’t know anybody here. Really, they’re all nice women. For some reason, they all like me.”Dale laughed, “Before this is over, I am going to unravel this mystery. I’d love to have the kind of attention you’re getting. I guess I’m kind of jealous, even though I’m happily married.”“Just be. But this didn’t stop Azrael from wanting to feel them. As the centuries past, there was a certain unrest growing within him wild and reckless. The Angel of Death carried a very large and ancient leather book tucked underneath his black wings. He was said to be forever writing in this book and forever erasing what he wrote. What he wrote was the birth of man, what he erased was the name of man at death. The fallen would stop at nothing to one day have possession of the book that Azrael guarded..