She deposited the book on the patio table and crossed the lawn to me. ‘Do you like it, Daddy?’ she asked, pirouetting slowly so that I could take ...n every detail of her bikini. In fact, there was very of it – it was just a few scraps of material that just about covered her breasts and the base of her belly, and from the rear it vanished completely between the cheeks of her bottom. I told her I liked what I could see very much, which was true …She giggled. ‘Are you sure you’re talking about the. Any remorse I felt stemmed from the fact that Julie might leave again.I found Julie rearranging my garage to accommodate the things she had brought back from Los Angeles. I wondered if she were wasting her time.She smiled when she saw me and bounded over to give me a hug. The fact that I smelled like sweat and stale beer didn't stop her as it would have in our previous life. Instead she grabbed hold of me like I was the last life preserver on the Titanic."I missed you so much," she said."I. ”Alice had been standing beside them looking at Owen with her mouth agape.Dave muttered, “Bullshit! You don’t pay cash for a multi-million-dollar deal like that when you’re a ‘simple tattoo artist’.” He used his fingers to make quotes around the last three words.Owen smiled. Alice was still gawking at him; she didn’t know this side of him at all. “It’s a bit of a story but the short version is my grandfather had the Midas touch. He made a small fortune, mostly in real estate. He had one son, my. We agreed it wasn’t a good match, not for marriage anyway, and neither of us wanted the alternative. You are more what he’s looking for than I could have ever hoped to be.’ Chelsea nodded. Being a mistress to a man of wealth and power was a viable opportunity and one she still considered a good option. She didn’t want the emotional entanglements that came with a true marriage. She wanted a marriage of convenience that she could treat as a business deal. She wanted the name and status that came.