She had calls to make and meetings to plan. Carly was most in her element when she was exploring and executing new deals for her company. And that kep... her mind off the increasingly intense circumstances she found herself in. Carly stayed at the office late. When she got home, her husband Paul was out. Carly figured he had stayed late at his own office, or he was at the university library researching a case. She once again made her way up to bed alone.Carly saw Paul briefly the next morning.. Another question was how did I get this ability? Why did it show up now and not while I was in high school? There were too many questions and not near enough answers.We arrived at her apartment and I silently followed her in. Renée held open the door for me as I entered.Turning to her, "I need to know what's going on, Renée."She pushed the door shut and turned to face me. Looking up into my eyes, she appeared somber. It completely threw me off track for what I learned to expect from her.. .'' she said before she scurried back out the door. I drank the tea and ate most of the food, I was famished as I was taken a little before breakfast and it was now almost dinner. I heard raised voices outside the main doorway before hearing keys jingled in the lock, I sat as far back on the sofa as I could and placed a cushion on my lap as I tried to blend in with it. The Sultan stormed in as he was still yelling at the men outside the room in Arabic. ''My dear, Claire...I'm sorry you were. Cherry, conspicuous through her non-participation, smiled in serene triumph. She’d stripped to her lingerie and had manifestly been frigging herself.‘So, introductions…’ She stroked her partner’s loosely knotted hair. ‘This is Jaylee–my lover and my special girl.’ The words and her smile sent ripples through Jaylee’s body. ‘Jay, you know May. Erin you’ve met, yes? And this is her friend Lucia. They all like you, that’s clear.’ The chocolate-bedaubed trio acknowledged her, and she knew she liked.