" David." " Nobody home but you and me," he said, nibbling at her jaw, her throat, her mouth as he guidedher out of the kitchen. " You know what I was thinking the other day?" " No." How could she? She didn't know what she was thinking right now." That it's a complex business. My girlfriend lives with her mother." She did laugh now, at the idea of being called anyone's girlfriend." And I live with my kids. No place to go to do all the things I've imagined doing with you. Do youknow the things I've imagined doing with you?" " I'm getting the picture. David, it's the middle of the day." " The middle of the day." He paused at the base of the steps. " And an opportunity. I hate wastedopportunities, don't you? "