I Feel Something For You, Some Dangerous

Nobody's That Naive," She Muttered. "nobody's That Guileless." "he's From Nebraska." Peabody Scanned Her Pocket Unit. "from Where?" "nebraska." Peabody Waived A Hand, Vaguely West.... "they Still Grow Them Pretty Guileless In Nebraska. I Think It's All That Soy And Corn.

Fate Rules. You Follow The Steps And You Plan And You Work. Then Fate Slips In Laughing And Makes Fools Of Us. Sometimes We Can Trick It Or Out Guess It But Most Often Its Already Written. For Some Its Written In Blood. That Doesn't Mean We Stop, But It Does Mean We Can't Comfort Ourselves With Blame. It's Easier To Take The Blame Than To Admit There Was Nothing You Could Do To Stop Whatever Happened.

She Raised Her Eyes To His. They Had Both Come From Misery, She Thought, And Survived It. They Had Been Drawn Together Through Violence And Tragedy, And Had Overcome It. They Walked Different Paths And Had Found A Mutual Route. Some Things Last, She Thought. Some Ordinary Things. Like Love.

‘was That Like A Cookie?’ She Wondered. ‘hmmm?’ ‘you Know, Have A Cookie. You'll Feel Better.’ She Put Her Hands On Either Side Of His Face, Lifting It As He Laughed. ‘were You Making Me Feel Better?’ ‘i Certainly Hope So. It Worked For Me.’ He Dipped His Head To Kiss Her Lightly. ‘i Wanted You. I Always Do.’ ‘it's Funny How Men Can Wake Up With Their Brains In Their Cocks.’ ‘it Makes Us What We Are.’ Still Chuckling, He Rolled Her Over Him, Patted Her Butt. ‘let's Take A Shower. I'll Give You Another Cookie.’

He Was A Wild One As A Lad, And There's A Look About Him That Says He Could Be Again." Kathy Sighed. "i've Always Had A Soft Spot For A Wild Heart In A Man. Have You No Sweetheart In The States Then, Jude?" "no." She Thought Briefly Of William. Had She Ever Considered Her Husband Her Sweetheart? "no One Special." "if They're Not Special, What Would The Point Be?