At least that is what the sheriff had told him the night the second body had been found. Damn. He pushed himself to his feet, took a swipe at the dark...hair tumbling over his forehead and into his eyes, straightened the expensive silk tie that wanted to strangle him and took a deep breath. He tried to push some of the wrinkles out of the designer slacks that were a holdover from his days in LA and then gave up. He might as well get this over with. The sheriff had been in meetings all morning at. She was so beautiful, with mesmerizing eyes and a smile that lights up the room, but seeing the rest of her was so great. I put my hands on her hips and pulled myself towards her and we began to kiss. Her lips were so soft and she was an incredible kisser. I could kiss her for hours. I’m not sure anyone has ever kissed me like Angelica was kissing me right now!My hard cock pressed against her and she moaned a little and kissed me harder. My hands started to explore her body while we. ”Rachel and I love to shower together. I gently wash her from head to toe. Rachel loves when I wash her hair for her. I love her hands on me. She just lathers them up then runs them over my body. She makes me kneeled down so she can wash my hair. As she finishes I pulled her close and kiss her bare belly. And say I love you. Standing again I say I love you looking Rachel in the eyes. She gets a confused look for only a second then she realizes I was just telling the baby and her that I love. Stage four. She only made it two more months…and then she was gone.” His words faded and his eyes glazed over. His mind was somewhere distant, once again with his wife. It was obvious how much much he had…or I should say, still loves her. I reached over and put my right hand on his left. We were connected in a way that most people should not be. The Grim Reaper had stolen our mates and he was now our common enemy. We knew the immense pain of losing a loved one far to early. We were kindred.