"Get me Witherspoon. I need to know where Tabitha Adams is being sequestered. If possible, I need someone to take her son and my daughter to her." Yes...ir." Charlotte got on it."I don't know, exactly, but I'm finding out," Armand related. "She's at a safe house, so you can be sure she's fine." Thanks, Daddy -- Nate just wants to visit," Nora replied. Turning to Nate, she relayed, "She's somewhere safe, and she's fine. Daddy's getting the location." Cool." It wasn't, quite. Nate trusted Mr.. You knew you had a room waiting for you and you just couldn't wait any longer!Now here you were on the highway. The sun was shining and a good song was playing on the radio. The rushing wind from your open window blowing in your face. You drum the beat of the song on the steering wheel as you push the pedal down just a touch more. Everything was almost perfect, almost how you imagined it would be. You look beside you at the empty seat where Sam was supposed to be sitting. She was supposed to be. But now, here I was, with a son who now had drawers full of lingerie(lingerie which I coveted). He absolutely wanted to have his toenailspainted and then couldn't make himself to call a halt to a trip to theNail Salon for his own Mani and Pedi WITH colored polish, no less. He hadno qualms, as yet disclosed, about being seen wearing nail polish andslightly feminine attire. He enjoyed the attentions of the nailtechnicians and the other customers at the salon.Now I stood outside the Nail Salon. She moved at her own pace, her speed decided only by how fast she wanted the water to roll over her skin.Reaching the shallow end, she rested her chin on the edge of the railing below the surface and let her body float up. Her eyes bolted open as she heard someone enter the water nearby. Covering herself, she looked back to see Xavier, settling in the pool like it was a hot tub. Like her, he was naked, and she was almost tempted to look down."What are you doing here?!" she hissed."I wanted to.