“’We can’t get a table…’” He looked up at me, his eyes boring into mine from half a country away. “Uh-huh.” I could hear my breath sha...ing. “’We’re just going to go up to my room. XX.’” He laid the phone on his thigh and raised an eyebrow. “It’s okay for a married woman to invite a man up to her hotel room, isn’t it?” I fluttered my eyelashes before tracing my fingertip across my nipple. “Especially when he was so nice to me.” Adam’s hand slowly slid in under the hem of his shirt. “You don’t. Someone has clout with the Met, it seems. Must be The Personalia, or whoever is running things at Ascension, or a combination of both. They clearly don’t want us to miss our flight.”John was easy with that. “Don’t let’s knock it, darling. Just go with the flow, and see where it takes us. This is quite an adventure for all of us.”“Give me a cuddle, then, John. I am not used to being noticed in a big way.”Catherine intruded, “That goes for both of us, John dear, so you can cuddle us both to. "This was after that. She went back ta him again."Diane looked stricken, but Heather rushed to her side. "All right, Ned, now you back off. Diane told me about that. He just wanted to ask her a few questions for some research project of his." Uh-huh. Right." It's true!" Diane cried. "He asked me some questions about my relationship with Heather, that's all. Nothing else happened!" Ned, put up or shut up," Heather said. "If you're going to accuse her of lying--"Ned raised his hands. "Hey, cool. One for the thrill of it and also not to disturb the neighbors, and then winked at me and Carol. Carol and I both apologized again, but Karen said she was kidding and told Carol that if what they heard is how Tim is all the time, he is a keeper. Carol, giggled and said, oh he’s a keeper alright, and from what I have heard, Pete must be a keeper too. Karen said oh hell yeah, not trading him for anything, unless its for a few hours with others. Karen then grabbed Pete’s hand and said lets go.