when i looked for camilla , she was n't around-but her purse was still on the table . his glasses were about six inches thick , after all . i nodded into his shoulder because i knew . she knew to do the right thing , but there was that tiny part of her that wanted desperately to be safe and secure . she leaned toward him with a wicked smile of her own . he 'd looked at me as if i 'd said something silly . i did n't think he was ever going to let me go . 