Annabel introduced us and then said to her husband, "Let me tell you quickly what is going on."And then, in the fastest French I have ever heard, which sounded like a-shoo-blah bahn-swah-blah, voo-lez-blah, cush-evec-blah to me, except everything sounded like she was speaking through her nose, Annabel caught Anton up on the story and brought him up to speed.Anton and Annabel turned to us and smiled.We all walked into the kitchen."Look at the tiles," Anton said. And I did. They were all very light blue except for six large tiles that were paintings of different famous Paris landmarks, the Eiffel Tower, the carousel, the Louvre Museum, etc."I will go get my tool kit," Anton said.“What are we going to do?" Mia asked.Arthur looked at her. "We’re going to carefully remove the tiles.""How?"
DORISWe were standing outside the hockey arena, but we didn’t go in."What are we waiting for?" I asked."Nathan’s cousin, Jin-hoon, and his family," Arthur said.No sooner had Arthur finished saying that, and we looked up, and there was a man who looked a lot like Nathan. He had the same handsome Korean and French features. When he got closer to us, I could see that his eyes were blue. Whereas Nathan’s eyes were brown."You must be Jin-hoon," Arthur said, extending his hand for a handshake."I am," Jin-hoon replied. They shook hands and then Arthur introduced us, and Jin-hoon introduced his wife, Nancy, and their eight-year-old daughter, Brittney, who was wearing six pink and purple bows in her hair."I’ve never been to a hockey game before," Brittney said in perfect English."You’ll lo
DORISWe got home to New York City just in time for me to change into one of my new performance dresses and get to The Sultan Room. Arthur came with me to the gig.I was singing the last song of my first set when there was a commotion near the door. I looked to see what it was, and when the small group of people parted, I could see it was Lisa Zenya, the hottest actress in Hollywood!During my break, I watched everybody fawn over her, and when somebody came up for an autograph, how gracious she was. During my second set break, she came over to me."You have an amazing voice. I really enjoyed the show so far."I was speechless. To have somebody so famous compliment me was a big surprise. I was probably still a little jetlagged from the return to Europe because my mouth hung open for way longer than was polite, and I didn’t say anything for a minute.Lisa laughed. "I’m serious. You have a great voice. It’s sultry and beautiful and very unique."My eyes widened. I couldn't believe Lisa
DORISWe were at the Cheesecake Factory having dessert when Mia put her hand on her chest and seemed to have trouble breathing."What’s wrong?" I asked her. Mia's eyelids drooped a little, and she looked woozy."I don’t know, Mommy."Arthur didn’t take any chances. We rushed her to the hospital.Sitting in the waiting room was agony. Arthur’s face was tortured. I held his hand and grabbed it tightly while we waited for news. When they rushed Mia to the emergency room, they told us she was having an irregular heartbeat. That had been an hour and a half ago, and we still hadn’t heard anything new.Finally, an older doctor, a white man with thinning gray hair and large glasses, came up to us."You’re Mia’s parents?""We are," said Arthur."We’ve had to put in a pacemaker to regulate her heartbeat. The surgery went fine, and she’s completely stable. You can see her now. She’s under heavy sedation, and she needs her sleep, but you can go in and sit with her."The doctor took off his gl
DORISMia was taking an after-lunch nap. She looked adorable and peaceful. Her color had gone back to normal.Cathy had called and insisted she would stop by later in the evening. I had decided I would leave before she got here. There was no point in me sticking around. Unfortunately, she arrived two hours earlier than expected, just when I was preparing to leave.“Hello, everyone,” Cathy said in an overly cheery voice. She swept into the room like she owned it.The first thing I noticed was she was wearing an extremely sexy black and silver dress that showed a lot of cleavage.“Auntie!” Mia said, looking extremely happy to see Cathy. “Beautiful darling,” Cathy said, fawning over Mia. “I brought you some gifts.”Cathy opened a big pink shopping bag. "First, my darling Mia, for my brave girl..." Cathy took out a little purple stuffed bear holding a red heart. The heart read, 'My Good Girl' in white letters on the front.I didn’t like that Cathy gave Mia a heart with the words my
DORISWhen I got home from eating lunch with Nina, I had that post-afternoon slump that came from too many french fries and not enough coffee. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Nina had said. If Cathy was desperate, she would do anything.But why would Cathy be desperate? I thought she had a great singing career, lots of friends, lots of fans, and lots of money.I remembered what Nina said about Google-able, so I googled Cathy. What I found surprised me. First was the information about her band. She hadn’t exaggerated. They were famous within the alternate rock niche. There were plenty of pictures of Cathy performing.But when I looked carefully at the more recent articles, I found out that her drummer had stolen all of the band's money. The drummer, who was also her ex-boyfriend was a scum-ball of the highest order.The drummer had not only stolen the band’s money, and Cathy’s money, but also hacked into all of the other supporting team's bank accounts and stolen their money from
ARTHUR"Have you packed your bags yet?" I asked Doris when we finished lunch. Her eyebrows went up, and her facial expression said she was clueless.I waved my hands open. "The Oscars, Little Dove. The Academy Awards. They're tomorrow. I thought we'd fly to Los Angeles tonight and stay in a fabulous hotel. A friend of mine owns it. If we leave tonight and stay there, we'll be fresh for the red carpet tomorrow."She put both hands to her cheeks, a character of surprise. "Oh, my goodness, with all that's going on, I didn't realize they're this weekend.""They are," I said."I have nothing to wear!""You could wear that beautiful Dior dress that you wore to the wedding." I couldn't bring myself to say Andrea's wedding or my mother's wedding, so I guess I was still angrier than I thought.Doris didn't say anything, so I said, "Or we could spend this afternoon randomly shopping for a new dress, or Wheaton Werther, who I just happened to finance when he was still in fashion school, might ha
DORISI leaned my entire body against Arthur in the elevator on the way back up to the penthouse."I don't know how you manage to fly around the world and not get jetlag," I said. "We just flew back from California and I'm tired.""You're tired because I wore you out in the bedroom, not because of the plane ride."I chuckled. "That might be true."Arthur kissed my hair. "Glad to tire you out anytime, little dove."Arthur opened the door to the penthouse, and Cathy was lounging on the couch, wearing a skimpy tank top and loose boxer sleep shorts with little hearts on them! Her hair was artfully tousled in a sexy way, and she looked relaxed and inviting. What the hell!How did she even get into the apartment?Mia ran to greet us. "Mommy! Daddy!"That's how. All Cathy had to do was knock on the door, and Mia would let her in. Why wouldn't she? Mia thought Cathy was her aunt.Cathy moved her legs so one knee pulled up towards her chest and the other stretched out enticingly. One side of t
DORISI sang, and every song felt effortless.I went to the ladies' room at the break right before the last set, and when I came back out, there were 400 red roses all throughout the performance area. I knew this was Arthur’s doing. How did he get so many vases of roses into the Salton room in such a short time?The entire room smelled like a florist shop and looked like Valentine’s Day had come to the performance.I smiled at Arthur from up on stage and sang every romantic song I could think of.When we finished the last song, it seemed like the applause from the audience was louder than ever. Maybe all the roses put everybody in a good mood.Just as I was about to walk off the stage, Arthur came up and stopped me.“He stood in front of me at the bottom of the stage “This woman is the most amazing woman I have ever seen.”Then he walked up on stage and stood by my side. “Doris, from the first moment I met you, I knew you were special. You captured my heart and became part of my famil
DORISArthur and I exited the elevator of the penthouse and walked across the lobby, arm and arm. We had decided to work from home that morning, and I was happy that we had gotten so much work done.We were almost to the doors of the lobby when Andrea walked in. She was wearing a big cloak that covered her whole body.She opens her cloak to reveal a little baby in a sling strapped to her chest. The boy was swaddled in a light blue blanket. He was adorable.With all that had been going on in our life, I had forgotten that Andrea had probably had her baby by now.“Congratulations," Arthur said stiffly.Andrea beamed.“What are you doing here?“ Arthur asked.“The baby looks so much like you when you were a baby," Andrea said. "It made me nostalgic for when you were a child. All those times before…“ She let the sentence trail off, and I remembered how Arthur’s father died.Arthur must’ve been thinking of the same thing because he grimaced."It was a magical time,“ Andrea said. "And I want
DORISThe good news continued to roll in the next day. Mr. Owens' assistant called and said one of the hottest new songwriting teams had two songs available for me and the band to record. We set up a time to listen to them and decided we liked the first one better.Mr. Owens had an amazing recording studio and sound engineer professional lined up for us to use. I asked if Arthur and Mia would be allowed to come, and the record executives, the sound engineer, and the rest of the band hall said of course. Arthur cleared his schedule.It was an amazing week.We recorded the song. Even though it was hard work, it still went well. I was happy with the initial results, and I was sure it would be a hit.For a moment, it was all I could think about.Arthur and I were lying in bed that night. When I looked at his face, I could tell something was still bothering him.“Arthur, what’s on your mind?”“It’s Cathy. Not only don’t I understand why she did what she did, I can’t let her get away with i
DORISThe liquor store next to the Italian restaurant had a narrow fake hallway between the two stores. Interestingly enough, there were peek holes in the wall that allowed us to see from the liquor store into the restaurant.This worked out well for us because Nathan, Arthur, and I all got to peek out and look at Nina while she had dinner with Dr. John and Jeff.Nina looked absolutely gorgeous, and Dr. John and Jeff were entranced.We could see Dr. John and Jeff's faces completely and see Nina face in profile. We could hear them clearly thanks to the wire that Nina had stuffed down her bra.She had plied Dr. John and Jeff with liquor and flirtatious comments throughout dinner, staying clear from any serious topics.I perked up when she got to the good stuff."I can get a job with Arthur's pharmaceutical company as they rebuild," Nina said, "and I bet I could find out any secrets and new formulas they have." She let that offer hang in the air. The implications were like a tempting fru
ARTHURMonday morning, I got up while Doris was still sleeping. Despite a wonderful weekend with Doris and Mia, I hadn’t slept well.It had been a month since the fire, and I hadn’t made any progress in finding out who did it.I had my driver take me out to the pharmaceutical company. I stood in front of the charred remains of the original office building, lab, and factory.I had chosen to rebuild on another part of the property, leaving the destroyed buildings as they were as a show of what could happen when I let my defenses down.The sight of the blackened buildings filled me with grief and also a vile rage. The anger was almost too violent to control. My stomach felt like a volcano had taken up residence there and was churning, ready to explode.I had worked so hard on this pharmaceutical business. It wasn’t just the money that I lost having to rebuild that angered me. It was all the people who would have to wait longer before they could get treatment.It was the fact that formula
DORISArthur got me and an assistant for Heritage Properties, who had just gotten her real estate license. She was efficient and eager, and she took over all the real estate deals I thought would close soon.Arthur recommended an entertainment lawyer, and she went over my music contract and said it was very good, so I signed it.
DORISArthur hauled me against him. He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and plastered myself against him."I need you in our bed," Arthur growled. "Right now."He carried me. I was too busy enjoying the feel of his body against mine— a sensation I wasn't sure I'd ever feel again— to pay attention to the elevator ride.I was too busy kissing Arthur’s neck to focus on him unlocking the penthouse, carrying me over the threshold, and kicking the door shut with his foot.Arthur kissed me like I'd been gone for months, not just a day.Arthur spun us, and my back slammed up against the drywall in the entry hall with a force that made me wonder if we left a dent.Arthur pinned me against the wall with his hips. He pulled up my shirt and stared like he couldn't believe I was here with him.His growl made my blood simmer and my breath catch. For the rest of my life, I'd never forget that animalistic sound of want and approval.My nipples hardened. Need roared through me like a
ARTHUREven though I could sense that Doris wasn’t in the apartment, I immediately began to search, going from room to room.I saw two of her suitcases in the smaller bedroom, and I immediately relaxed.I whirled around and
DORISI slept better than I thought I would. I didn’t know what my next step should be. Should I quit Heritage Properties and look for another real estate job?I was jolted out of my reverie when my phone rang. It was a number I didn’t recognize. My first thought was that perhaps it was Arthur trying to trick me, calling from a different number.