The drapes on the left were drawn, revealing a wall of plate glass. She was 20 floors up a high-rise overlooking the beach. Below us, the skipping win...surfers looked like flying ants."How can a paralegal afford this view?" I asked."An investigative paralegal," she corrected. "I do OK," she added.Sammy ran up and jumped on my leg, dumping a sodden tennis ball on my foot like stolen plutonium. I played fetch for a few minutes, then joined the clicking porcelain behind me.Unbeknownst to Elise, a. I stepped forward. "I am Tom. You, you, and you," pointing at those who had admitted to being cleaners, "start cleaning. Begin in this room Kala, you will cook. Mikorva and Lenora will help you. Eldar, I want the front of this place cleaned up. Grimor will help you. When you finish, come see me or Elena. Elena is my honored wife and will be mistress of this house. Obey her as you would me."Everyone looked at bit surprised at that but scurried off to perform their chores. It was close to lunch. ’ I said standing in front of her. ‘Let me by Nicole’ Cate said calmly, ‘I’m going home now. I’m tired and it’s late, so if you want to stay here tonight, that’s just fine.’ She stroked my cheek and moved toward the door. Her hand was on the first latch and I was nearly paralyzed. My God what was happening? Our first fight and I hated it. ‘Catie baby, don’t go.’ I pleaded as I reached out to take her hand from the latch. ‘I’m an awful bitch and I’m so stressed that I wasn’t thinking about what. Hmm.Moving to the side of the bed I studied her gorgeous face partially obscured by honey-blonde hair. Then I saw the slight smile; she was awake! What a minx! I grinned ... and paused. She was supposed to be at gymnastics practice. What was she doing here?Bending, inhaling her sensual scent, I drew her hair back off her face and kissed her cheek gently. "What are you doing here?" I asked softly. "Aren't you supposed to be at gymnastics?"Her smile broadened, eyes opening to look at me, such.