"That doesn't sound like Dad at all."Jack laughed mirthlessly. "I never said your dad was a Dom. He's just a self-centered jerk. He doesn't give your ...om what she needs." But you could, Jack thought. Maybe it's too soon to say it, though.But I could, Stephen thought. That thought was immediately followed with self-recrimination. I'm not supposed to be thinking of my mother like this! He hated himself for the way his thoughts kept spiraling back to his mother.Stephen scrubbed his hands through. The others must have known of his presence, but did not react to him. Harcourt then, the hunter Jack had mentioned in his message to her. She decided to leave him be, and kept after Jack’s trail.She and Daniel came to a dead stop, as a black wave of thick water oozed and boiled between some trees. An aura of dread, of fear, of death and of power flowed out from where it bubbled on the ground, and Antoinette steeled herself as she dashed toward it. Mark? It was similar, and yet Mark was but an. It had him in some kind of thrall, mesmerizing him into an automaton with no more self will than a ball of string.She stopped and unlocked an ornate door on the first floor landing; it swung open to reveal her apartment, no less opulent than the common parts of the staircase. Even the down lighter wall sconces spoke of wealth in their uniqueness and overly stated singularity. This girl had money, more than Jon could comprehend if the apartment was anything to go by.She showed him into the. .... unfinished business I needed to take care of here before I met up with him next Wednesday." She said as she looked me up and down."Oh I thought you were having my mom handle everything while you were out of town?" Ha! Oh honey this isn't the kind of business you would want your mother taking care of." Really? Is it an important side project?" (it should be noted that while she is very attractive, I never in a million years thought she'd be hitting on me since she's my mom's friend and.