Rom was sprawled out in the middle of his bed. Sheets were rumpled and kicked away, revealing that Rom preferred sleeping only in boxer briefs. Dyanne...couldn’t help but take in the view. He had a nice physique, nicely sculpted chest and abs and strong thick thighs. It was obvious that his olive toned skin was not seasonal, but likely of genetics. She’d also noticed that his body was randomly scarred with small slashes and gouges from the neck down to his legs.“My god! What happened to you?” she. Lekin woh aankhe dusri taraf kar raha tha aur fir se meri mummy ke sharir ko dekh raha tha. Mujhe samajh mein aa gaya ki ab Abhishek ki gandi nazar meri mummy ke sharir ko us hawas se dekh rahi thi jis tarah se woh baki aurto ko dekhta hai.Sach kahu mujhe us samay aise gudgudi si ho rahi thi ye dekh ke. Lekin bas main isse jyada sach mein kuch aage ka nahi soch raha tha ki real mein ho. Aakhir woh meri mummy hai aur aise sochne mein aur real mein toh farak hai na.Hum log gadi mein baithe. Fir. At 3:30 everything was quiet and there had been no additional bulletins.With everything running smoothly I left for the day. Patti wanted to stay a couple more hours and that made it an easy decision.The ride home was normal so I had the radio on to hear if there had been any attacks anywhere. I was also monitoring the KCC radio system.There had been a bomb detonated in a parking garage in central New York at 2 PM with a lot of damage but no loss of life. They had picked the wrong time or else. Even now, just the memories of those early days made her sick to her stomach.She made her way to the door of her car. A man was standing there. Another man moved in behind her. She was trapped between them. She knew that she was going to die because of Peter Moore. She lowered her head submissively.“Candice.”Her head snapped up. The name burst forth of its own volition, “Dave!”“You’re coming with me.”“I can’t.”“Yes, you can.”“You don’t want me!”“I still love you, Candice.”“You don’t know what.