I’m two months from my twenty-seventh birthday, and Clay turned twenty-eight last month. He got married straight out of high school, divorced three ...ears ago and has two little kids he sees regularly. After meeting we soon discovered we had many of the same interest. We have both run the half-marathon, love cross-country skiing, and kickboxing. We are fans of the Lakers and the Chargers. We like cool jazz and can’t stand rap. We don’t smoke and both drink bourbon. And we both enjoy a good. "Thatwill be all for this evening Brigit, thank you. Dinner was wonderful,please tell the staff I am grateful for their efforts this evening."Brigit said she would and gave her a genuine smile before bidding hergood night.At last they were alone.CHAPTER 23She told Andreas to sit while she poured them each a small glass of theliqueur. A quiet toast, a soft clink of the glass and the first of amberliquid slid down their throats.Viktoria sat in the corner of the coach and beckoned Andreas to. The blanket had come from Jace Rivens, one of the few villagers who actually owned a horse; he owned five.Actually, it had been Jace’s youngest son who’d brought the blanket. Bremer knew the young man was sweet on her – he’d often stop by the domen for no apparent reason – but she didn’t feel the same. At least, not for Goren Rivens. It was ironic but the one she did have feelings for didn’t have feelings for her.“No movement,” Teran replied with a nervous sigh. She was wondering how such a day. I was speechless. There was no doubt that he was thinking the worst. Martin has been hitting on me all week trying to get in my panties. I had already told him there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell but he’s been persistent. He finds me no matter where I’m at and walks with his arm around me like we are a couple. Buying me drinks, asking me to dance with him, etc... I shoved Martin away from me and tried to run after Robbie but he had disappeared. No one would give me any room information. I.