Two glorious months passed. The work and date routine was almost the same since the first date. Every Friday and Saturday, they would find somewhere to go or a quiet place to spend the evening together. During the workweek, the two spent every lunch hour together, snatching kisses whenever she would go into his office to hand him something.

Their time together was so wonderful that she almost forgot about her baby brother’s birthday in a few days. As their second month anniversary came around the bend, she started feeling torn again between home and Quatre. Their first date was on a Saturday, and she wanted to go back to Spain and surprise Martin for his fifteenth birthday on Friday.

As far as she knew, Martin didn’t even KNOW she was coming home. She knew she hadn’t kept in good enough contact with her family the past two months, but there was a lot more going on in her life now. Calling home every weekend wasn’t such a big deal in her mind anymore.

Part of her knew one reason she called home so much was because of homesickness and the inability to adapt to L-4. She kept in such close contact with her family not only because of her mother’s medical problem, but also because she originally intended on going home sooner or later.

Now that she intended on staying stationed on L-4, there was no point in torturing herself with seeing her family’s faces all the time. Especially when she had yet to fully acknowledge and deal with her mother’s death. That horrid event had only been three and a half months ago, and she was thankful to find ways to not dwell on it.

Although she knew he would tell her to go and surprise her brother and they spend their anniversary when she got BACK, she really didn’t WANT to. It wasn’t the same and the mildly important date would be over and unable to go back to.

She didn’t want to waste that special time between the two, but it was the same thing with Martin’s birthday, only more so. She knew a person only turned fifteen once in their life, and she would have PLENTY of anniversaries, just different months. One would think the choice easy, but she was extremely attached to both people, and the decision wasn’t an easy one.

Nevertheless, she NEEDED to let him know so she could schedule some time off. She had plenty of paid vacation she never used before and intended on taking a full week off. It was only Tuesday, so she had time to think, which was probably NOT a good idea. She smirked as she walked to his office.

‘Thinking never WAS my strong point.’ She mused, lightly knocking on his door. Her head shook with pending laughter. ‘One would think I’d stop thinking and just REACT, since that’s proved me right in more situations than I want to remember...’

She heard the go-ahead to enter and stepped in with a soft smile, having not seen him in almost two hours. Now she was GLAD for an office romance; with the schedule she held, she’d never be able to see a boyfriend out of the office.

His eyes lit up when they landed on her, seemingly more than they already were. Hers curiously narrowed a degree at what he was so happy about, other than seeing her again. “Hi Quatre, I came to give you these.” She announced, holding up a small bundle of papers. She leaned against the doorway.

His nose wrinkled. “MORE work? Couldn’t you have just left it at YOUR desk Diva?” He joked, smirking.

Feminine laughter rang out, startling her. Blinking wide eyes, one hand reached out and slowly pushed the door open farther. Sitting across that desk was a young woman, EXCEEDINGLY beautiful.

She tried to swallow jealousy at the golden color of hair. Pasting on a smile, she nodded in greeting to the unfamiliar person. “Hi.” She softly said; feeling a little uneased at flirting in front of a stranger. Even though everyone knew of their relationship at the office, that was as far as it went.

“You sound like I do when I get more paperwork to work on.”

The soft, groomed tone rang in her ears. She immediately knew the woman sitting pleasantly in front of her boyfriend was rich as well as beautiful. A deadly combination.

She mentally shook herself, knowing he wouldn’t dump her just because she didn’t have wealth or beauty like the one in front of them. He was more loyal than that.

Clasped hands rested over his stomach as he leaned back in the plush chair. “Yea, yea...we ALL know teasing me is fun.” He lightly retorted, smiling easily. “But YOU’RE just as bad as I am when it comes to getting caught up.”

Those bluish eyes dropped to his glass desk with a shy grin. “Yea, one reason I came UP here.” She joked back, giving him a lopsided grin. “I can take some time off and RELAX.” She gave sly look; that grin turning evil. “But I HIGHLY doubt you know what that word MEANS.” She giggled, leaning back in the chair comfortably.

She watched the friendly display and knew the two were friends somehow. Why ELSE would he be so open to kidding around with a client? He was strictly professional with everyone he met. Even though he was pleasant with everybody, he was never like THIS.

She softly cleared her throat to gain the attention she knew was diverted off her. It was almost like they FORGOT about her in someway...

Blue jerked to the doorway. She looked mildly uncomfortable and he felt a little guilty he didn’t introduce her yet. Standing with a small smile, he stopped in front of Divinity and grasped her hand, entwining their fingers.

“Sorry Diva.” He lowly apologized. “It’s not often I get to see my friends and I take advantage of the situation...a little TOO much I think.” He thoughtfully mused.

He stopped in front of the chair and looked between the two women. “Divinity Barbados, I’d like you to meet someone I THINK you’ll know.”

She gave him a confused, intrigued look and looked back into those bluish eyes somewhat like his own. The two stood face to face.

“I’d like you to meet Relena Dorlain Peacecraft.” He finished, letting go of her hand so she could shake Relena’s.

She let out a small shocked cry when the mystery revealed itself. She looked on in shock as she eyed the former queen of the world. Through numbness, a hand extended and slowly shook Relena’s.

Some part of her KNEW that she should stop gawking, but she couldn’t HELP it. She was well aware of Relena’s role in the war, her stature...and relatives. “It’s a pleasure.” She choked out. This was the first time she EVER stood before true royalty, so she mentally forgave herself for the idiotic behavior she displayed.

Relena smiled “It’s nice to finally meet you.” She said. “I’ve recently heard about you from Quatre and was curious to see who finally caught him.”

He blushed lightly. “Hey, you can’t expect me to keep someone like HER a secret, DO YOU?” He joked, wrapping an arm around hers waist.

She looked at the floor with a blush, smiling sheepishly. “Enough caballero.” She softly said, poking him in the side lightly. He jerked away momentarily before settling beside her, where he preferred to be. “Don’t make me look anymore foolish than I already HAVE.” Relena chuckled quietly.

“But now that I HAVE remembered my manners, may I inquire what you’re here for?” She pleasantly asked, smiling slightly.

Relena looked almost put out. “Business.” She glumly said. Her head shook a second later. “But I figure I might as well squeeze all the fun I CAN out of this trip WHILE I’m here.” She kidded, grinning widely. “Quatre and I are going to meet and discuss a few things about the removal of mobile suits and using them for something USEFUL in this world.”

She nodded and smiled. “BUENO. El mundo usaría MENOS de those clunky objects.”

He looked at his girlfriend, noting she was slipping into her native tongue. He raised a curious brow. She normally kept in English for everyone else, except him and her family.

He discretely eyed the two as a comfortable silence settled on the three. She seemed more at ease, now that the shock of meeting Relena passed.

He grinned minuscule and leaned closer to her ear. “Uh Diva...Relena no comprende español. You MIGHT wanna hablar en ingles en frente de ella.”

Relena looked at him wide-eyed at this newest development, but she just looked over and smirked. “¿POR QUÉ? It just gives YOU a chance to show OFF.” She teased, nudging her head with his.

His smile widened. “Este es VERDAD.”

“I think I’m going to have to put in another LESSON for you mister. You don’t quite have entire sentences down.” She said lightly, facing him.

“Hey, I’m learning, I’m LEARNING.” He defended.

“Aw, isn’t that sweet.” Relena playfully gushed.

Two pairs of eyes jerked to her, forgetting she was a mere three-foot away.

She smiled evilly. “Should I leave you two ALONE?” She teased, fighting laughter. They both blushed and took a step backward. Relena stopped next to Divinity and looped their arms together, dragging her to a chair. “You’ll have to teach ME some, just in case he slips into it by accident.”

She grinned and eyed him. “That’s MY influence I’m afraid.” She muttered, heaving a dramatic sigh. It didn’t bother her one BIT that another asked to learn the old language. She almost felt like a teacher with young, inquiring students.

“But I’d love to teach you the basics.” Her eyes playfully narrowed on Quatre as he moved to his chair. “I know I had to do the same to him in your case.” They grinned, knowing something Relena didn’t.

Blond swung back and forth between the two. ‘Okay...’ She drawled, more than a little lost. Relena tried dragging her to the chairs to visit a little more, but the taller girl resisted.

She gave an apologetic smile. “I’ve got to get back to work.” She said. “I just came in here to give him these documents,” The papers fluttered to his desk, “and now that I HAVE, I’ll get back to work.” She looked across the desk. “Y tarde, necesito hablar contigo como este fin de semana.” She said before leaving.

A brow furrowed as she left, wondering what she wanted to talk to him about later. Unless she planned something different for their anniversary this weekend, he had no clue.

He quickly grabbed the stack and set it next to the others on his desk before giving Relena his full attention. “Sorry, she tends to distract me.” He apologized, smiling to show how sorry he wasn’t.

Relena smiled. “That’s QUITE alright. You NEED a distraction every once in a while.” Her gaze swung to the closed door for a moment. “And she proves quite the distraction, DOESN’T she?”

He blushed lightly and ducked his head momentarily. Clearing his throat, he took a deep breath to clear his head. He couldn’t think of her now when he had business to attend to...even if it WAS with Relena. “So,” He started, leaning forward on his folded hands, “how’s Duo and Hilde? I want an update before we get started.”

Relena’s lips and blue eyes gravitated to the desk. “Well...it’s been...a trial.” She let out a soft sigh, looking back into ocean eyes solemnly. “For me AND Duo, though I think he took every minute worse than I did.”

His brow furrowed in confusion and intrigue. “What happened?”

She nibbled on her lower lip briefly. “Well...you KNOW how petite Hilde is. EVERYONE knew how badly she was hurt on the outside, but only SALLY knew the extent of her internal injuries. She closely monitored Hilde, with Duo as a watchdog, since you left.” She gave a brief smile. “A while back, Hilde went into cardiac arrest.” His eyes widened and flooded with worry.

“Don’t worry! She’s up and about now.” Relena quickly placated. “It didn’t take long to revive her, but her body could only handle so much. Sally thinks that was the main reason it initially shut down. She was in that coma for so long... Sally said that if she remained in that coma for another week or two, the arrest would never’ve happened.”

He leaned back in his seat heavily, floored by this newest news. Wide eyes stared at the desk as it all sunk in. He remembered Duo’s words from their talk. Duo told him of the conversation he had with Trowa before leaving months ago. The information scared him then, and with the Hilde’s latest problems, this didn’t help any.

“You know this isn’t the first time she’s been at death’s door because of me? We were just play fighting...and I pushed the bottom part of her sternum into her chest. She nearly died. All because of my experience as a Gundam pilot. She went into cardiac arrest and I nearly lost her.”

“Quatre?”

His eyes jerked to Relena, smiling slightly as they looked at each other. “Sorry,” He mumbled, “I just remembered what Duo told Trowa when he left Sank so long ago.”

Giving him a small, encouraging smile, she leaned forward a little. “Well, now that I’ve depressed you enough, do you think you can pull yourself out of that stupor so we can talk business? I’ll take you out to dinner later to make it up to you.” She said, smiling wider.

He smiled slightly at the constant friendly ribbing at his expense. “I’ll TRY.” He said dramatically. “But Divinity’s coming with. You owe me THAT.”

Relena smiled and nodded. “Of COURSE. Wouldn’t want to separate you from your GIRLFRIEND, now WOULD I?” They chuckled.

~*~*~

“It was nice of you to invite me Relena.” She said, scooting a little closer in the booth next to Quatre. Even though she was his girlfriend, she almost felt like a third wheel. The two held a past she would know by asking, but never experience.

In a way, Relena was the third wheel because she didn’t have a date, so that canceled everything out somehow. And he was the bridge between them, just as he was with Trowa and the circus.

“It was my pleasure. I can get to know you better.”

She nodded, not denying the fact that she wanted to be the girl’s friend. Friends were a rarity anymore and one could never have too many to begin with.

“So Divinity, you said you were born in Spain?” Relena queried, digging into her food.

She nodded, feeling her eyes light up at mention of her homeland. “Yup. And you can call me Diva. HE does.” Her thumb jerked to Quatre, who took it and kissed the back of her palm lightly. The two smiled.

Relena grinned at the affectionate display and nodded. “Okay...Diva. Where did that nickname COME from?”

She grinned. “I have a passion for singing.” She sheepishly mumbled, looking at her food. “I have ever since I started playing piano when I was little and my brothers called me a little diva. Long ago, extremely famous female singers that pursued a successful singing career for decades were called divas.”

She shrugged. “It just stuck, and I haven’t bothered changing it. Plus it’s a good enough spoof off my REAL name. But I’ve been called Divine before.” She grinned evilly in memory. “Angel really didn’t know when to give up.” She lightly mumbled under her breath.

Sitting right next to her, he heard and rose a curious eyebrow. He eyed her, but decided to let it drop. “Speaking of your homeland Diva, you had something to ask me?”

She blinked a little stunned, unbelieving that she forgot about such an important question. She sighed and shook her head at such forgetful behavior. “Well you know this weekend will be two months...” She started. “And Martin’s birthday is this Friday. I wanted to fly to Earth and take a week’s vacation to visit mi familia.” She hesitantly asked.

His good mood dimmed a little and he looked at his food. He knew the right thing to say would just let her go to Earth, but he also wanted to share such a special time with her. He would miss her incredibly for that week, even IF he got her to call him once in a while.

He looked up, finding her looking at him. He smiled instinctively as he looked at her beauty, not able to say no to her. Not even for something like THIS. As a boss, he could give the okay, but as a BOYFRIEND, he didn’t ever want to leave her side. But he wasn’t about to ask her to chose between him and family.

“Of COURSE you can go Diva.” He softly said. She smiled slightly and lightly kissed him on the lips, happy he said yes. “But you CALL me every so often, you GOT that?” He asked, playfully wagging a finger at her.

She nodded quickly. “Gotcha.” She kidded, quickly kissing him again.

“You two make me wish I had a CAMERA on me.” Relena joked, grinning widely.

He switched hands to eat with and clasped hers under the table. She smiled slightly when his fingers came into contact. She entangled their fingers and continued eating, feeling content.

Now that she had the go-ahead to go back home for a while, she as a lot less despondent. She worried what he would say, and WOULD stay on L-4 if he didn’t want her to leave. She could totally understand if he said no. She really didn’t want to leave this Saturday. But sacrifices had to be made to keep everyone happy, and it would ONLY be a WEEK.

‘Nothing can go wrong.’ She figured. ‘I’ll go down, spend time with papa and the others, call Quatre everyday, and come back when the week’s over.’ She mentally smiled. ‘Piece of cake.’

~*~*~

Come Friday morning, she made sure every appliance in the apartment was turned off. She didn’t really pack much, since a good portion of her normal clothes still rested in her old room.

Grabbing the only piece of carry-on luggage, she swiped the keys from the dining room table. She didn’t bother to wait for him to see her off, knowing he would be plenty busy and unable to get away from work. She left as early as possible in the morning, knowing the flight would take a few hours.

It wasn’t good to pull him away anymore than she already did when it came to work. She looked out at the stars as the shuttle left the colony. She knew she pulled him away to steal lingering kisses when he was rightly working on documents, but he didn’t seem to mind...

She smiled briefly before resting back in the chair. Last night had been a long one and she didn’t get a whole lot of sleep. Waking up before the sun rose didn’t HELP either. Snuggling into the comfy chair, she reclined it a little before lightly dozing, dropping off almost immediately.

~*~*~

After grabbing her bag and heading for the stairs, she quickly breathed in the homeland smell. Spain never smelled so good! A joyous smile popped up as she quickly walked down the ramp.

Looking around quickly, she was glad to see nothing had changed. She headed for the airport terminal, leaving the front of the building shortly after. As far as those in her town were concerned, she was still on L-4.

An evil grin replaced the other. Knowing it was maybe one; she set a lazy path down the sidewalk, heading for the next city. It was maybe two or three miles to her hometown, but she hadn’t walked along the roads in so long and it would be a nice change of pace.

She quickly regretted the long walk upon finding the temperature hot, as it USUALLY was. A hand covered her face as it looked at the cloudless blue sky.

‘I KNOW I’m going in the right direction, but what time is it?’ She tried calculating it, but was unable. Her eyes went to the horizon in search of ANYTHING. She breathed a small sigh of relief upon seeing small dots a ways off. The town wasn’t TOO far away, maybe another mile or so... Feeling renewed excitement and playfulness, she set off in a lazy jog to cool off and arrive quicker.

The edge of town taunted her the more she ran. Slowly but surely, the dots became bigger till details could be seen. Maybe two blocks away, she slowed to a walk again, feeling more than a little tired.

By the time she hit the first building, she was nearly panting. “Good thing I didn’t decide to walk HOME.” She gasped, leaning against the building heavily. After five or six minutes of deep breathing and non-movement, she felt capable to continue on.

She walked another half mile to the small downtown, her pace quickening a little upon seeing the small café. An eager light lit her eyes, along with the prospect of getting something to drink and a chair to sit on.

As the chairs came into distance, she forgot entirely about surprising everyone and sat down. A pleasurable groan left her mouth as she plopped down, immediately feeling more relaxed.

Her head tilted back with closed eyes, feeling a smile tip her lips. The hustle and bustle went on around her as normal until a surprised cry inside rang out. She didn’t even need to look to know who shouted, nor did she bother. She KNEW he’d come out sooner or later.

A body quickly plopped down seconds later. Her head leaned forward a little, a lazy eye peeking open. She chuckled at his look of surprise and happiness. “Man, I was hoping you hadn’t seen me until I could relax enough to go and surprise you.” She joked tiredly.

“You did a good enough job of it as is!” He quickly denied, leaning forward on the small table. “When did you get in?”

“Probably about two hours ago I think; I didn’t check a clock. The first thing I saw was a chair and nothing else.” She joked, cracking a grin. She leaned forward to prop her head up to look at him, still feeling a little weary. The long walk and jog proved how out of shape she was.

He gave her an odd look. “What have you been DOING the whole time? You look beat.”

“I walked here.” She mumbled, not bothering to move her mouth from the position over her hands. That required too much effort.

“WALKED?!” He nearly shouted, eyes almost bulging from his head. “Why didn’t you CALL me?! I would’ve picked you up!”

“I know, but I wanted to surprise you.” She answered wryly. “But I still have use of your car though. I need a ride home. Papa y mis hermanos don’t know about my homecoming either.”

“Oh that’s RIGHT!” He drawled, the light turning on. “Hoy es el cumpleaños de Martin.”

She grinned, knowing HE’D know. The town was so small that everyone knew everyone. She also knew he’d be at the party later TOO.

“You got it amigo. I didn’t want him knowing either. Quisé soprendarlo.”

“Well THAT won’t be a problem!” He joked, lightly poking her arm. He gave a quick glance at his watch and then looked inside. “I THINK they’ll let me take a break to take you home, if I promise to come right back.” He gave an evil grin.

She copied it and chuckled. “Yea...that ALSO depends on how long it takes for you to get out of my father’s invites to keep you in the house while we catch up on the past three months.”

“Verdad, verdad.” He playfully agreed. “I always KNEW su papa liked me best.” He boasted, grinning smugly.

Brow narrowed playfully. “ESPERA Angel.” She retorted. Regrettably pulling away from the sturdy table and standing, she stretched lazily to help wake up. “MAN, that walk wore me out!” She sighed.

Angel grinned and stood, quickly hugging her. “It’s good to have you home Divinity, but you should’ve CALLED me. You KNOW el jefe wouldn’t have minded if I picked you up.”

“It was ONLY two or three miles.” She defended, hugging him back.

“Weren’t you just whining that the walk wore you out seconds ago?”

“Oh se calla.” She humorously snapped, poking him in the side. He yelped and pulled back with a playful scowl.

“Tease.” He cracked, humorously narrowing his eyes.

She smiled widely. “You still liked me for it.”

Angel heaved a dramatic sigh. “Y los cosas I DID for you too!” He muttered, yelping from another poke. “¡PARA LO!” He demanded, scooting away.

She grinned. “¿Por qué?” She asked, giving him an innocent smile.

“Because you KNOW what happens when you tickle me.” He answered, grinning. He pointedly eyed her. “You tickle me, I take retribution, and it all went from there.”

She blushed lightly and looked at the cobblestone street. It seemed to be a trend that she always had ticklish boyfriends. But it was just too tempting to use that knowledge against them. Too bad Angel always knew how to make her insides quake when they tried tickling each other. Those heated looks he gave her were enough to make her mouth go dry.

With a harsh mental shake, she withdrew from the past, vowing to keep in mind her CURRENT boyfriend. Looking at her ex again, she smiled slightly. “Can we go now?” She asked, crossing impatient arms.

She wanted to get home and look around the house again. Not to mention that she’d be doing some of the cooking for the party and needed to get on it. Ever since her mother taught her to cook, she ALWAYS helped out in the kitchen, even though a lot of friends brought over dishes with knowledge that birthday parties usually drew a LOT of people.

Her thoughts down-spiraled, but she tried not to let it show. That was something ELSE she hoped to do while she was home; get some closure over her mother’s death.

‘I just hope that I don’t shy away from it.’ She seriously mused, heading for his car. ‘I’ve only got a WEEK.’

~*~*~

After clearing the places, she set everything in the sink to be cleaned later. As expected, the family reunion had gone exactly as she figured. They were all happy and spastic she was home, but her father also reprimanded her for walking from the airport.

She grinned and ran water in a few dishes. Looking at the list of food she intended to make later, her lips pursed before she headed to the fridge. A quick check of ingredients to Martin’s favorite foods was in order before she started. She learned that by trial and error in the past.

Another hour later, she pulled a few dishes from the oven and set what she could in the microwave to stay hot. After shutting the door, she looked at the clock, eyes widening. “Wow, I need to hurry.”

Her head whipped around when arms wrapped around her waist. A smile popped up when Martin’s head rested on her shoulder. “Hey little bro.” She said, affectionately knocking their heads together.

“¿Necesita ayudar?” He asked, looking at the increasing spread before him.

“Nope, you’re the birthday boy, you aren’t ALLOWED to help.” She announced, pulling away. “But if you wanna send Enrique or Eliah in here, I’d appreciate it.” She joked, grinning wryly.

Martin laughed and hugged her again. “It’s so good to have you home hermana.” He softly answered. Her arms wrapped around his body in an equally tight hug. She missed her baby brother exceedingly. “I didn’t think you were going to come.”

“Now, now Martin.” She gently chided, pulling away to look at him. She gave him an encouraging smile at his small sad look. “Have I EVER let you down?” He smiled and shook his head.

“And I never will.” She vowed, lightly tapping his nose. “Now get outa my kitchen while I get things ready.” She shooed him away with the towel, getting a few playful swats on his shoulder.

~*~*~

After the party was in full swing, she finally remembered she said she’d call Quatre when she got home. She was only reminded of the little promise when one of her friends asked if Martin was going to call anyone else to the party.

Sitting in front of the vid phone, she dialed his home number, wondering exactly what time it was there. She hadn’t really taken time to calculate the difference.

A smile immediately popped up when she spied his face; he was a sight for sore eyes. She didn’t know if that was sad or not, considering it wasn’t a whole DAY yet. “Hola Quatre.” She happily announced.

“Well it’s ABOUT TIME.” He blurted out, smiling widely. “I missed you. I didn’t know if you planned on CALLING me today or not.”

She smiled bashfully. “Lo siento. It’s been pretty hectic as soon as I got home. I’ve been in the kitchen cooking for Martin’s party for the past few hours. But I DID remember!” She pointed out, grinning wider.

He chuckled. “So, his party is going on right NOW? What’re you doing calling me during THAT? You shoulda waited till after it; I would’ve understood.”

She rolled her eyes. “I know, but I missed you and there’s enough people outside that I won’t be missed TOO much.”

He beamed. “True, but I don’t wanna keep you.”

She gazed at him lazily, propping her chin up on the edge of the table. “So, what’re you doing right now?” She questioned, smirking.

He huffed. “Going crazy without you here for one.” A small blush split her face. “But I’m almost ready to quit for the day, even though I suppose I COULD stay a little longer.”

“You go HOME you hear me?” She ordered. “You stay too late as it IS!”

He waved off her concern. “Yea, yea. I say the same thing to YOU, you know.” He pointed out, smirking.

She grinned widely. “This’s true.” They laughed. “Well I suppose I should get back to the party.” She muttered, almost regrettably. His lips pursed. “I know, I know. But YOU were the one who told me to get back out there.”

“Lapse of judgment.” He quickly kidded. She giggled. “But if you must, you must.” He sighed slightly and kissed his fingertips, holding them to the screen seconds later.

She smiled tenderly, repeating the action. Their fingers met against the screens briefly, two gazes locking for immeasurable amount of time. “I’ll call you tomorrow sometime, okay?”

“Got it. See you tomorrow.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

“See ya.”

“Adios.”

She grinned. “I’m hanging UP now.” She muttered humorously.

He laughed. “I should too.” They ignored the statements for another minute before making good on their word.

After the screen went blank, she slumped back in the chair sadly. “I miss him already.” She muttered unhappily. “I think he’s spoiled me by allowing me to see him at work during the day.” Swiping a hand over her face and across unbound hair, she stood from the chair and made for the door.

~*~*~

Pulling back into the darkness to avoid her exit, Manuel swallowed harshly, eyes narrowing slightly. He heard a good portion of her conversation, rendering him utterly suspicious, if not aggravated at his only daughter.

One fist clenched in small irritation at what he assumed. Before Divinity was even able to DRIVE, he instilled the mannerisms of a good work ethic so she could be successful in life. If he was correct in her dating the boss, he was going to have a little TALK with her about that.

‘You’d BETTER not be dating el jefe hija.’ He darkly thought, leaving the shadows and going back outside.