”I didn’t want to give them the wrong idea though, “But work too. We all worked in Clive Gilmore’s furniture store.”Rebecca and Rosie nodded... that made sense.“I started there when I was 7 or 8, sweeping the floors, dusting, polishing.”Rosie said, “What was your grandfather like?”A complicated question. Maybe it is for most everyone. “He worked hard, had to. But he ... seemed to enjoy life too. Even after Grandma Cicely passed.”Rebecca and Rosie glanced at each other. I obliged.“He called on a. Closing the door felt as if I had accepted a fate worse than death. Fortunately, the door wasn’t locked, and even if it was, I could unlock it and go free.The heater in her car was set to high. It didn’t take long for the interior to rise well above toasty warm. I felt uncomfortable. I wanted to pull off dad’s coat, and my shirt. I felt like I was sweating, which couldn’t have been right. I hadn’t been there for more than a minute.Ms. Rooney sat on her side of the car, wrapped up in her. ” Erik pulled the silk blindfold from his back pocket and held it in the air.“What the fuck? Is that a dead rat or something?”Erik stomped his foot on the floor, the boards creaked in pain threatening to splinter apart if he tormented them even more. “STAND UP!”“Y-yes, Sir!” Jessica said, snapping to attention. His order and the throbbing vein in his forehead had erased all doubt that this had been some sort of joke.Erik blindfolded his daughter and took her by the arm. “Follow me.”The burly. Mine is a lonely burden to carry." Awww." The stunning blond pouted, pursing her ruby red lips. "One of these days you'll give in and I'll be waiting." She flipped her styled hair over her shoulder and turned to leave.Mitch kissed her hand lightly. "Well, if I do fall off the wagon, I hope I land on you." She smiled graciously, then headed off to hit on the next most eligible bachelor at the black tie event. Mitch's eyes were glued to her swaying hips, and carnal desires rose deep within him..