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She took a drink of thebetween them “I will concede that you are definitely not idle You’ve proved that this last week”

“You thought I was?”

She looked down over the valley “Oh coazines, you know Life handed to you on a silver platter? Fancy cars and fast women…or is that fast cars and fancy wo quiver of her mouth

“Either way,” he admitted dryly

“You’re incorrigible,” she giggled, leaning a little sideways and jostling his shoulder

And sighed into her wine

“Have I been pushing too hard, then?”

She eyed him carefully Had he? He never looked tense or flustered or tired, but she knew for a fact that he was up and working by the tiht when she had gone home late, he was still on his computer in his office

“I don’t think you’ve been pushing anyone harder than yourself But maybe the Cascade staff isn’t used to that pace”

“Staff like you?”

She put off answering by nibbling on her potato salad But his gaze remained on her face and she sed

“I didn’t get where I a in the hours,” she replied She was tired It was no secret But part of the fatigue was due to the fact that things were changing and she was unsettled She was under stresses he knew nothing about, nor would he She aking ht over her shoulder It y deficit