Now we start meeting the other members of the Kingsley team...

I stretched and slowly woke up. Sunlight poured into the room from the half closed curtains. "That's funny." I thought. I could have sworn that I had closed them all the way last night. I looked around the room since I hardly noticed anything but the bed in it last night.

The room was beautifully decorated but in a very masculine tone with shades of burgundy and dark gold. A small table in one corner which is where the two chairs came from, a large mirror with a dark gold frame hung on one wall. A few paintings of what looked like an English countryside with an oak dresser beneath them. The only thing that didn't seem to match was the rather modern digital alarm clock on the night stand. It was 9:34! I needed to get up.

Lexine was still fast asleep. I figured I had time for a bath until she woke up. After pulling up the blanket higher on her, I crawled out of bed and went into the bathroom. While the tub filled up I pulled out clean underwear and clothes from my bag and put them on the bed. While brushing my teeth I noticed that the bathroom already had soap and shampoo in the glass enclosed shower stall so I took them out of there and put them on the ledge of the bathtub along with my razor.

I decided to leave the bathroom door open in case my girl woke up. It was so relaxing to soak in the hot water and soap myself clean. I hummed some cheesy 80's music as I washed my hair and shaved my body. Pulling the plug and stepping out of the tub. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me tucking the corner in. I stepped out of the bathroom only to have my arm grabbed!

I was pushed up against the wall with both of my wrists pinned above my head faster than I thought was possible.

"What are you doing in here? Who are you?" said a man's voice with a faint British accent.

I looked up to meet pale blue eyes. A handsome man about a foot taller than me, brown hair and dressed in a suit held me captive. He had a serious expression on his face. His eyes were slightly bloodshot and he looked tired, needed a shave and his clothes were wrinkled.

"Well, are you going to answer me?"

"I... um..." My brain was totally failing me at this point. I was petrified!

"Preston, what are you doing in here?" Another unknown male voice spoke before entering the room.

Horrified I looked at the newcomer. Another man just slightly shorter than the one in front of me walked in. He had light brown hair, hazel eyes and a curious expression. Stopping a couple of feet away from us, he took in the situation and remarked to him, "Well, it looks like you found yourself a pretty bird Preston. Are you sure you want to scare her to death though? It's not even past lunchtime yet and you have already terrified somebody!"

"Well, I don't know who she is or how she got in here. Is she yours?" retorted Preston.

"No, but I'm kind of liking what I see."

"Delphine!" Brady came rushing in with Jake behind him.

"Oh, so she's yours, huh? A heads up would have been nice!" snapped Preston.

I started to tremble with nerves. Or it because I was still wet and getting cold. Could it get any worse? Oh, yes it could! I could feel the towel start to slip, probably from my shaking. Preston still had not let me go, so I tugged at my hands trying to free them before I provided a room full of men with a free show.

Preston snapped his attention back to me and before I could get him to let go of my hands, my towel started to fall! I let out a small shriek. In that instant before the towel could slip down further than an inch, Preston stopped it's descent by pressing his entire body up against mine and completely pinning me to the wall.

His body was warm and even though this was a horrible and embarrassing situation, I felt a very female appreciation of his muscles under his clothes. I couldn't see anything with my face smashed up against his chest, but I could hear Jake's voice.

"So you are human! Delphine in just a towel would make any man want to pin her up against a wall too! I know that I would." I didn't need to see Jake's face to know that he had a big smirk on it.

I felt my face heat up and I mumbled into Preston's shirt, "Somebody, please kill me now!"