She smiles, looks at me and giggles as she says, "You‘re really a slut, you know. Have you two done any of these?" "Oh, a few, yes..." I reply. "Whi...h ones?" she asks, I just look at her and smile. Her eyes grow wide, "All of them? You really are a slut! So, should I read you a story so you can look your best for your photo shoot?" I look at the clock; you should be at work for at least four more hours. If we work fast and stay focused, we should be able to get the pictures taken, loaded onto. ‘I’m willing to wait days, if it means saving the company, dad.’ she said. ‘Don’t worry about me and go back to the office and make sure you can get the cargo where it has to go. I’ll have him release our ships.’ Her father had to smile at his confident daughter. Her stubbornness might just be what’s needed. ‘All right. I have faith in you.’ She gave him a peck on his cheek. ‘Go, I’ll call you later.’ He gave a nod to Colette. ‘Thank you.’ ‘I’ll take care of her.’ she said and he went for the. I know you're not a violent person. I see how you treat people, you're a good person. I just want the best for you.” ”Yeah, okay.” ”Fine Chrysanthemum, have it your way after tonight I’ll let you self-destruct.” She drifted off to sleep, Nick knew she had taken pills and let her sleep it off. He carried her inside and brushed the hair from her face and kissed her forehead before he even realized what he was doing. He put a blanket over her and sat down in the armchair and got an old bill. The brown wrapper reveals nothing. I nod and smile at the older man at the desk and follow the bellman up to my room. Thankfully, he doesn’t make conversation. I want to lay down on a soft bed, naked, and relax. The flight was brutal. The anticipation of getting here had been maddening. Frankly, I’d worked even harder than usual in November to feel like I deserved the month of December to myself. But first, the package. Bags on the bed, a tip discreetly given, and finally, I’m alone. Curiosity.