THE COLOR OF LOVE
swim in the sea in his blue eyes wh
ad no recollection of the words he had said. All that resonated in
r spoke again, questioning her
, Rebeka
yalty. She silently cursed herself for letting herself get carried
e fine gentleman" Carl interrupted her thoughts with his
unnecessary! Not that he w
black for
eem naïve. She knew she was already bottling it, but then, saying anything w
say something. It
st form of defense is to dis
grabbed her cup of coffee and
queue in one sleek move. His hands felt soft and firm at the same time when he held her. Hot spa
tleman if I don't sa
e café were spinning now, as were the heads of ev
. May I go no
wo
e didn't turn to butter, literally. Luckily, biology hadn't sh
Her toes now twitched uncomfortably in her shoes. Her knees w
ay, my lady
le d
oticed a
er lower lip all along. Was she sweating? Why does she always get this n
kah. Give it
't mind, I would like
should have ended there. But no,
ss in asking if she was still available. Did she look that old or married? She swallowed. Maybe she shouldn't sound so naïve, sh
way! Disappe
ou're thinking of. Dinner
saying? She could barely look at his face and here she was,
e pointed at the BB and B Corporation Blac
d L
ed even r
.. I know. I
erately sought a reasonable excuse at least. Her eyes briefly rested
. Just
Did I say something wrong?" he was
n she did the craziest thing she had done in the past
e did, he had sent for her, handing her a little envelope containing a flash drive. She had nod
ir
ma C
ew he was trying his best to fill up the father and mentor void
uh.
tro
w don't care
bout one and you're good to go" he had stood up and
, looking down. She ne
usted lately and I'd need to rest for a
? Are you aski
ike the stranger from this morning's coffee ep
mean that I am being overworked or that I
back to his table. "I did think of that
h
t notice if my princ
ierre Blanc was mor
rie. I'd send it to you when help arr
needed sorting. Her telephone buzzed. Her hand shot out immediately to pick up the call, ins
n stooped to pick shattered piec
muttered repeatedly, tea
fore his death two years ago. The most recent of all the pict
on her desk
e call, wiping h
Pierre on th
se." He said. "And get a cup
her boss had asked. She didn't bother wiping her tear
ng her eyes on Jean Pierre as she entered. He nodded toward the ot
d a matching blue suit, was the las