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The Delmundo House Incorporated

~Pamela

"Let me guess, your Ex works here," I said to him.

"Not really, but I am sure she could pop up since her parents work here," He told me.

I sighed in frustration. "Can I at least have a picture of her so I can identify her in case she comes for me?" I asked him.

He raised his eyebrow in amusement. "You are being dramatic, Pamela, where is the fun in trying to get to know her unprepared?" He asked with a playful wink.

I smirked at him.

"Stephan, if one of your fantasies is to see me get in a catfight with your Ex, dream on is all I can say to you," I teased him.

He chuckled slightly as he sat on the edge of the big wooden table. I was seated on the sectional sofa by the side of the huge office that was close to a shelf full of books.

"I am sure that you can take care of yourself when it comes down to that," He said assuredly.

I beamed at his weird belief in me.

"Would you like a tour of the place?" He asked me as she stood up from the