I was welcomed by his strong cologne, which got my insides churning again. I breathed in deeply his scent. He turned towards me with a raised eyebrow....His eyes twinkled with some form of curiosity. Damn those eyes. "Why must you breathe so deeply?" he asked me. I just wanted to melt right there. "Oh, nothing. It is just that this car smells so good, sir," I said. Plain lie. He said to me with a soft expression, "You can call me Julian, or even Dad, if we get to that stage." We may never get to. ‘Who’s the lucky lady?’ ‘You meant who’s the lady that makes me the lucky man,’ he grinned. ‘Oh, please spare me, son, I’m eating,’ she replied dryly. He grinned even wider. ‘I’m just trying to enlighten you, Mama.’ He gulped down his beer before answering, ‘Her name is Elle Bronwyn. She works at the diner.’ She gazed wide-eyed at him for a moment. ‘Karen didn’t tell me about that. Well, that’s… different. I thought you liked a woman with her own career and Elle isn’t exactly what you called a. Instead he walks in with the confidence of somebody who is used to being obeyed. He seizes the curtains and pulls them open to reveal another blue-sky day. Then he turns to face us. “Miss Stoycheva, Miss Carling. Good morning. You will report to the showers when you hear the bell in ten minutes. Bring your towels and toiletries only.” With that, he crosses the room, walks out of the door and closes it behind him. So this is it . I feel my nerves begin to dance as I awake fully to what he. Another sixty had gone ahead aboard a C-130 to Willow Airport, north of Anchorage, to secure the Willow, Houston, Wasilla, Knik and Palmer areas for the Agricultural Technicians prior to their arrival.That was the highly fertile Mat-Su Valley, where the legendary sixty-pound cabbages and the like were grown. The crop had to be planted and soon. Two veterinarians accompanied the technicians, to examine the livestock in the area, if the dogs and wolves hadn't killed them all. That was one of the.