." Don't, Sierra. Please. Just for five minutes, can't it be just Cailan?" Just Cailan, then. It's not like that." What is it like, then? I have so mu...h more to give you, you know. Anything you want, you'd just have to ask. What does he have to offer that I don't?" If I couldn't hear the hurt in his voice, I'd have laughed. 'Just Cailan' my ass."So you've decided then that I am a whore? That I sell my body for things, or for power? That I should use sound, logical, business sense to decide who. Nothing too out of the ordinary." He watched her walk toward the table, and he noticed that she had no underwear on. The suspicions that had been freely floating around in his mind for the last hour collected into a mass that stuck into the pit of his stomach. "Honey, what happened to your panties? Are you cheating on me?"She sat down on a chair next to him, not across from him as was normal for two people eating at a restaurant. She leaned closer to him and said, "I might be." Who is it?. ."She blushed. "... on my advanced sexual activity." I wondered about that, too," I sighed. "I hoped you were takingprecautions." You spied on me?" She crossed the last few feet of my office and put bothhands on my desk. There was fire in her eyes."Look, Miluko -- it's my job to know what's going on here. The doctorsthought you were too hasty, too impulsive. They were worried about theanti-rejection drugs. I didn't intentionally spy ... they came to me andcomplained."I waved at the chair beside. That kept her safe for the rest of the day, and when she got home a secret admirer had left a heart-shaped necklace in an envelope with her name on it in the mailbox. Judging from the way it shifted around all night, I'd say she wore it to bed. We did shifts monitoring every movement little Lupe made for the rest of the week and into the weekend. Listening to hours of little girl giggling and fourth grade drama, tensing every time a man's voice sounded within range of the pickup. Saturday.