"No."  Mizzy snarled, her beautiful face contorted with rage "It's<em>exactly</em>what it looks like you son of a BITCH!" she almost screams the last word.<br/><br/>With a single bound she grabs Traci with one hand and shoves Heath away with the other, her hate filled eyes watching him stumbled backward with grim satisfaction.<br/><br/>Turning to Traci, her face softens and for a moment all of her love and concern for this perfect creature before her are printed plainly on her face as she lightly touches Traci's chin, drawing her closer in a tight hug "Are you alright, love?" she whispers.