" Tim, trust me, you are wrong. I do trust you." I'm wrong, I'm wrong, Ms. Rodgers. You trust me? If you trust me thenanswer these questions. Why the ...ell did I have to wear a dress at worktoday? Also, why the hell am I now dressed like a maid? Why the hell didyou agree to me being a servant in my own house?"Tabitha just stood there. Any answer she gave would be the wrong one. Ifshe told the truth she would hurt the trust between them. If she liedthen she would hurt the trust between them even. This morning Grace and I, possessing brand new Michigan Drivers Licenses, flipped a coin to see who drove which car. She won the driver I won the car. Since I seem to be inordinately polite, I asked."The Studebaker," she said. "I'm going to trade it in on a new '57 Bel Air two door hardtop. Three months! I'm so excited!" I really like the way the Speedster looks." So buy it from me." Grace, I bought it in the first place." This is true, but it was a gift. I'll take a grand for it."A thousand. If I hurt you…Adam - Oh no, I really enjoyed it and it's not that bad honestlySarah - I made us breakfast. I have no plans for a shoot today but I'm expecting a delivery of some parts but it's not due till later. I'm just gonna have a relaxing day, maybe hit the pool in the afternoon… you're welcome to join.Adam - Relaxing day by the pool sounds nice to be honest. They ate breakfast and both met later by the pool and chatted about everything and nothing, enjoying the sun and each other's. ‘Didn’t lay a hand on you. I like my women to have some memory of what we did. You were half asleep when you came over. You obviously needed the sleep.’ ‘Crisis at work,’ she muttered. ‘Sorry. Thanks for the use of the bed, though.’ That was all fine and dandy—except when she exited his room, her clothes rumpled and her head looking like a tossed salad and not helped a bit by Phil standing in his doorway in his underwear and casually leaning against the doorframe, there was the jaw-dropped.