<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/ba/Kate_Stone1.jpg)</div><hr/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Catherine 'Katie' Stone<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Rest Stop<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Hank, Liz, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Katie really, really loved Hank.  She loved him with every fiber of her body and every bit of emotion in her hard charging and high strung existence.  His open, honest denial of trying to deceive her, his guileless face and truthful body language struck home hard at her.  The scent was still there but it wasn't coming from him.  Katie stopped and her anger drained away although she was still highly charged.  She too had missed him dearly these past few days.  A very physical person Katie was used to constant contact of the intimate and non-intimate type with her husband and she really wanted to hug him rather than be angry with him.  Taking a deep breath, feeling the scent of that other male wolf in her nostrils as a distraction she put her hands up on his chest and stepped closer, almost touching.<br/><br/>"Hank, I believe you.  I always believe you.  I'm sorry I blew up at you.  It's just... it's just such a shock that I lost it."  She shook her head and looked slightly embarrassed.  "I know I can be hot headed sometimes.  Forgive me."