“Rosalina…” he mumbled, face still at my breasts. I moaned softly in response and he gazed up at me, eyes heavy with desire. I leaned down to ki...s his forehead, my hands caressing his lower abs. “I love you.” He whispered, never breaking eye contact.“I love you, too.” I said without a bit of hesitation. Jaren then returned his focus to my body, and reached down to fumble with the button on my jeans. I suppressed another giggle, not wanting to hurt his man pride, and assisted him in. Her dad wasn't the only one,not by a long shot. But unlike the others, he'd been under a specialobligation to make it work, hadn't he? Yes, she may have been a hard womanto live with, even to love, but how could you hate her? How could youleave her?Was Phoebe the only one who saw how needy and lost and insecure her momwas? Under all that mile-a-minute mania of socializing and shopping,throwing herself into one half-baked project after another, followingenthusiasms, which never lasted long,. But they don’t do a lot for shock. After a minute Wendy forced her door open, and in a typical female reaction grabbed her bag. Getting out wasn’t a the best of ideas as she tripped over her own feet and sprawled on the ground. The bag spilled most of its contents including the little pistol which skittered across the centre of the road, deflected off the tyre of a car going the other way and ended up hidden in the overhanging verge on the opposite side of the road. Wendy didn’t notice. At the. Eat all you want, but not too much of the watered wine. We will be back before dark.”The trip to Coronis was one of madly pounding hooves and wind in our face. Frankly, had I been riding with anyone but Hippolyte, I would have been frightened to death. Somehow, I trusted her to get us safely through any sort of mishap, and I actually enjoyed that wild ride!We arrived in Coronis just after the normal lunch time, and the streets were nearly empty. We had no trouble finding the warehouse formerly.