"Are you coming, too?" "Um, yeah." She cleared her throat and seemed to collect herself. "Yes, I'm looking forward to it and Ivy's right. If it's not ...oo much trouble, could you give us a quick opinion on what we have so far?" "Love to. Holly, why don't you head over to the shoes? Tell the salesperson what you're looking for and get two or three pairs and I'll be over in a minute to look at them, okay?" "Fine." Holly managed a glare at Willow before turning and walking away. "You'll have to. .. Christian...” Chris awoke to Carmen calling his name.“Mmmph...” He sat up. He could see the silhouette of her nude body standing in the bedroom doorway.“Good morning, sleepy-head,” she said.“What time is it?” Chris reached for the nightstand lamp and switched it on.“Eight ... or, are you accustomed to sleeping in on a Sunday?”“No ... no, I’m usually up before this. Daylight usually wakes me. These drapes are really dark.”“I need it dark when I meditate,” she replied.” Speaking of which,. She chuckled when i pointed this out. Finally, we were able to get a young bar keeper to attend to us, ordered three gin and tonics each (”G&T’s are hard to get entirely wrong, even for an over worked staff like this,” I said. She agreed.), and found ourselves a spot in a booth overlooking the most busy parts of the venue. We sat down and continued chatting, about the drinks, about the awards, about the DJ, about her work (pediatrician), about mine, and this and that for the duration of our. Willing her eyes to stay closed she listened to the rhythm of Jason’s breathing. He was awake. What would he be like now that the sense of urgency of last night was over? Deep down, Alexis knew he didn’t mean it when he said he loved her. How could he? He knew too much about what happened to her. Still, it was nice that he at least cared enough to want to make her feel better. Because she also knew he wasn’t trying to get her into bed. She wasn’t so naïve that she believed a man knowing her.