The early-morning light flooding through the windows made the screen difficult to see. He brought up the controls and the smart windows dimmed by thir...y percent. They could go from clear to completely opaque in seconds.The television filled with video squares showing live scenes from the many cameras surrounding the building. It rotated through the images on a set pattern, eventually scrolling through the interior cameras focused on the entryways and windows. On the second pass, he noticed. His eyes never left me as we ate, I felt he was looking right through me. He had to know how much I wanted him. My mind was racing for the right words, and the craving in the pit of my stomach for his touch was something I had not felt in years. The waiter then delivered a desert tray of fresh fruit nested in a bed of ice; there were grapes, strawberries, and melon pieces along with a cut of hot melted chocolate. “Strawberries are my weakness,” he stated as he dipped on into the chocolate and. I left the room, and walked downstairs tomeet my fate. Heather was standing at the bottom of the stairs,waiting for me, and when I was about halfway down, she pulledsomething from behind her back. The flash of a camera startledme, and I almost lost my balance in the heels. "W...why did youtake my picture, Heather?" I asked. "Because I still don't knowwhat my feelings are about this, and this picture will at leastbe evidence if I want a divorce -" she stopped, and looked at mestrangely. "God,. They tasted each other's passion. Thomas felthis husband's beard against his soft skin as they deeply kissed. Thomasfought his sick disgust at having to kiss a strange man like this.Thomas heard bridesmaids squeal at this intimate display of Thomaskissing his new husband. He also saw the smoldering anger in his stepsister Katherine as she watched the Duke dominate and humiliate him. Itwas grotesque and Thomas felt totally nauseated. His face was twisted indisgust at what he had done. He.