He was unable to arouse any interest.He held various parties in return and found those more fun because he was not paired off with someone. None of th... women he met at these parties appealed to him. Sure, some of them were physically very attractive but they bored him quite quickly. They did not have Rachel's spontaneity or quick sense of humour nor, he sensed, her wisdom. Furthermore, he reckoned that most of them had an ulterior motive: land a moneyed widower.On the anniversary of Rachel's. All the networks had plenty of material about Mark Anderson dating back to our big lawsuit, so summaries of my life were aired, like an obituary but in reverse. Overhead helicopters had added top-down shots, until our security guards threatened their networks with a news boycott unless the choppers left the area.When we ended the interview and headed back inside, Julia checked her phone and there was a message for her to call Alexis back, "no matter what time it is."Julia checked it was fine. He jumped up and drew his short sword from the scabbard, deftly placing it under the bartender’s chin in one smooth motion, “And with what will you tell him, Jew? Your old mouth or the new one I’m going to cut in your throat?”Dismas lurched over the bar and pointed at the floor, chortling drunkenly, “Look Ges, he’s pissing himself!” Both men laughed as a small dark puddle developed at the bartender’s feet on the earthen floor.Defusing a possibly. It was probably the hottest sexual situation I had ever been a part of and I was already regretting it was over."Tell you what cocksucker," he began. "I've got a condo down at the base, why don't you follow me down and let's continue this party at my place."With that he took off and without thinking twice, I started after him. As we rode down the mountain, I tried to imagine what he had in mind once we got back to his condo. I decided I didn't care what his intentions were, as long as he was.