I don't know if it was the illness or the kiss that got me breathing hard. Jill was the same, so I think it was the kiss."Jill?" Yes?" Could I have so...ething to eat?" Oh, God, Jack, I'm sorry. What would you like?" I'd like bacon and eggs and the whole works, but I don't know if my stomach can handle it. I don't even know if I should drink coffee." Can you handle tea until your stomach settles?" Sure." OK. I'm pretty sure we have another box of muffin mix in there. How do blueberry muffins. He said you drive. We drove to the end of our street and back. Mike managed to keep me busy for about fourty five minutes and in my mind I knew why. I told him I needed to use the rest room and started toward the front door. It was locked. Oh well I told him I’ll go around to the side door. I told Mike that I’d meet him back at the pool, I didn’t want him in the house in case I got to see my wife fucking Eric. But they weren’t in there. I went to the pool and there was Eric and my wife in the. “You need to leave.”“But I’m not Dante.” Hei grinned wickedly.“Get out.”Hei drew his belt knife slowly, sneaking forwards, prowling.“Dante!” She shrieked, turning wildly and running into the courtyard. Hei wasn’t going to stop. “I’m not afraid to get Kagé involved in this if you don’t stop, please!” Terror etched her face.“Hmm… Kagé. Oh dear,” he replied sardonically. Dante was furious with this invasion.La’liel turned and ran, disappearing as she passed through the menagerie gate. La’liel. Chad laughed atthe way Mr. Jackson was treating me. Guys were such shits when therewere no women around. I poured his beer into a frosted glass andreturned to the living room. "Your beer sir," I said as I curtsiedonce again. I heard chatter from the top of the stairs. Mr. Jacksonsaid to Chad, "Sounds like the girls are coming." He noticeablychanged his demeanor in preparation for their entrance.Debbie and her mother came down the stairs together. The vision ofmother and daughter was.