Planning to leave her?"Scott took a deep breath. Was she really this dumb, he wondered, or was she just pretending to be in order to assuage her own c...nscience? Surely, on some subconscious level at the very least, she had to suspect that her good doctor was really nothing more than a lecherous cheater trying to maintain an affair with a hot blonde, didn't she?"Let's start with this," Scott said. "How do you know his wife is a bitch?" Because he's told me hundreds of stories about how much of a. The startled pair spoke as one, which caused their laughter and the tickling to begin all over again. The man rolled his eyes to the heavens and shook his head. He moved into the kitchen to begin making breakfast."Christine, it is time for your chores! Come now! We have a busy day ahead of us. We need to air out the spare room for Erik and make up a bed for him. Hurry now, no dawdling, ma petite ange! If you and Erik can ready the room before dinner, perhaps we can have a music lesson before. We were heading back to Centennial to get in front of the military force that was moving to attack.Just before sunset our Kiowa scouts reported the military force was just slightly ahead of where we guessed they would be. We would not be able to intercept them at the first location. This could be good for us since we would pass them and have time to prepare for them at the second location.General Braggard was briefed and agreed with the plan adding that Centennial was still preparing a defense. His eyebrows were raised a little and his forehead wrinkled. She got the feeling the kiss they’d shared had meant as much to him as it did to her. She and Paul were friends. It had started as a mentor-mentee relationship, but blossomed into a proper friendship. They often ate lunch together or stayed a little later after their shifts in order to grab a cup of coffee together and catch up. They talked about topics ranging from obstetrics to art to relationships to politics. That one brief.