Sherri frowned at me."Poor choice of colours Tiffany, clearly everything I taught you aboutco-ordination has escaped your empty little head. Now it i... good youstayed away from a natural look, a french maid is supposed to lookmanufactured, so no more demerits for that, but that red is just toobright."Amy giggled, "I had no idea my fianc? was such a slutty girl."I slumped just a little, clearly I came across as the kind of girl whotried too hard. Sheri continued, "A deep red would have been. ”“Why aren’t we hearing about it through normal channels, then?” he asked.“Well, it’s a privately held company, and it’s a holiday weekend. US markets were only open for three hours this morning. I’d guess that some of the partners don’t even know about it yet,” I said.“That’s why you were holed up with Simon Barnett for three days?” Jordan asked. “I should have known. Look, old friend, there had better be no tracks that lead back to you.”“That sounds accusatory, Jordan. I can’t think of any. Vicky and I waited until we were the last persons off the plane.My mates met us at the plane steps. We were attacked by two little boys. Every time I was away from them for a few days I was amazed at how much they had seemed to grow and learn.I squatted so I could be at their level for hugs and kisses. After the welcome they wanted to help with my bags. With the handle all the way out I leaned my portable office over so they could pull it along. With a little guidance each took a side and. Returning to the boreal forest of Ontario, there is a beautiful and sexy raven haired stranger before me with the same cunning and arousing smile as the Georgetown anesthesiologist. I vow to discover what she is smiling about and make her feelings known. Whatever the cost, I don’t want to fail to take advantage of such an arousing smile again.The cost of discovering this strange woman’s secret could be significant. My roving eyes alone could cause Jennifer to explode into a jealous rage, as.