It was a long, lingering kiss, until Eloise Thompson was out of breath and Hector Rogers released her with some reluctance.

It was late in the evening and Eloise Thompson's face was slightly tired as he led her into the room.

Eloise Thompson went in and Solomon was sleeping soundly on the bed, and Hector Rogers, in a rare move, did not follow him in, but thoughtfully closed the door for them.

Early the next morning Solomon stood by the bed and shook her arm carefully.

Eloise Thompson opened her sleepy eyes and spread a big smile at him, "Morning, baby."

Solomon pulled her up and when she had tidied...