Looking up, she saw Charles standing outside the kitchen, watching her with sort of a deer-in-the-headlights look. Both of the boys were asleep and Violet was sitting in the rocker with a laptop, busily typing emails. Pornhat He stopped, an embarrassed grin on his face. “Oh fuck, what are you doing?”
She pulled him up to her and clasped her hands around his neck. Disgusted? I could use the relief.”
“Already?”
“Like I say, it’s a milk factory.”
Violet retired to the rocking chair with Ian and Charles started gathering up the dishes. In her life, stable was a very good thing. They established an easy familiarity with each other. He only saw her soft, brown eyes… and her boobs which pushed up from her casual top (he <i>was</i> a breast man after all.)
Jonna noticed
