“The midwife sent for me,” he said as the laces finished tying, swearing under his breath he looked back into his room as he pulled his gloves bac... on. “Perra! I need you to dig my crystal out of my pack, get a ride with the man outside and meet me in town.” Perra set down the ladle from the soup she had been stirring and ran towards Kal’s room just as Kal grabbed his winter cloak and stepped out the door.The man had pulled his horse around to the front of the house and, like before, was. Ever since the incident withthe shop's display he had to avoid Nadine. She didn't offer him to goback. At least not with words. But he could feel her gaze. As if sheknew it was only a matter of time before Emilio would give in.When Claire suggested they meet for her lunch break a few days laterEmilio jumped at the chance. Not only to avoid Nadine. The friendshipwith Claire had been strained lately. It wasn't her exactly that putEmilio off. Her work pushed a wedge between them. Emilio had a hard. ..!" She nodded, smiled and patted my hand. "Yes, a black lover. We came to Atlanta together; of course we don't live together, and we have to be very careful, because a private detective could be out there any time." "Wow, a private dick, do you really think so?" She nodded emphatically. "Yes, I still have friends in Valdosta, the ones whov'e taken black lovers,(smile) and Maureen assures me to be on the lookout for a black buick with a green bumpersticker. Of course it could be any car so I. ”Abbey hid her smile. “Both of us are too stubborn to move. Uprooting our careers and starting over in a new city?”“Couldn't you open a branch in Washington?”“Different market, more competition, but yes, I could.”“Boom.” Will put his hands up. “Problem solved. I wouldn’t mind helping you find wealthy female politicians who need their fires stoked by a seductive courtesan. Field trip!” “The real problem is,” Abbey crossed her arms, “both of us want a wife, but neither of wants to be one.”“Being.