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“Like hell I did,” Chase fired back,her explosion of temper

“Oh, really” Cat ja pose “Then why are you on the floor?”

“Because I wanted to be How the hell else a in the bottoesture at its contents

Belatedly Cat noticed Jake, standing at the front of the desk, all eyes and ears “Watch your language,” she hissed at her father and jerked her head in Jake’s direction

“I wouldn’t have any das back where they belong,” Chase h the drawer

“Just what are you trying to find?” Cat demanded, totally exasperated with him

“My address book The one that belongs in the top drawer” Straightening, he punched a finger at the proper location “But it doesn’t happen to be there”

“That’s my fault, Gramps,” Trey spoke up “After I transferred all the names and numbers into the computer, I stuck the book over here in the cupboard”

As Trey moved to retrieve it, Chase demanded, “Why the hell did you do that?”

“What difference does itto the computer’s keyboard behind the desk “It was done Nohose number do you want? I can call it up faster than you can find it in that stupid book”

“If I wanted you to look up a nuht hold of the desk edge and used it to lever himself back into his chair

“You’re turning into such a grouchy old bear, Dad I was sirowled at for it”

“Maybe I shouldn’t have done that,” he conceded grudgingly “But I got irritated Atfor stuff”

“Here you go, Gramps” With the address book retrieved from the cupboard, Trey placed it on the desk in front of him

“Lunch is on the table And if the soup’s cold, it’s your fault because you just had to have your address book” Plainly still angry with him, Cat pivoted sharply and stalked out of the den