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I had no doubt he was up. I sent him a quick text, wishing he were next to me, but I knew better; neither one of us would have slept last night. Morning, mister. Be sure to wear a white shirt.
    I waited and ran my hand along the empty side of the bed where I wished Cain were lying. It took him a minute to respond.
    Good morning. Everything Ok? Promise to wear something blue.
    I couldn’t help but grin. I could imagine the flirtatious smile creeping over his chiseled faced. I knew what he was talking about. For our first lovemaking session, I had worn a sapphire blue bra and panties set. He had approved of the ensemble.
    Everything is perfect. No doubt last night was just to scare me. And okay… I know exactly what to wear - :)
    I got up and ransacked my closet. I finally decided on a gray pinstripe pencil skirt and a fitted gray jacket, grabbed my promised bra and panty set and headed to shower. On a whim, I wore my sapphire necklace, just to remind Cain that I had remembered to wear blue.
    I was out of the house by 7:00am, with my laptop under my arm. I wanted Reese to check it for malware, or whatever surprises I might have covertly downloaded to my computer from that email. I knew opening it had been a dumb move. Lesson learned.
    The morning started off quiet and I hid in my office until Reese got there. Dad was already there. He really needs a social life. I can count on one hand how many times I remember Dad actually going on a date. I gave him a wave as I passed by his open door and received a nod in return.
    The other attorneys and interns were busy setting up for the day, and our team was focused on what was going to be discussed in our meeting. This meeting could make or break Cain; I knew it and so did he. It all boiled down to culpability, really. I thumbed through random files, reminding myself that I needed to stay sharp, professional and on point, no matter what. Reese came in shortly after.
    “Is Cain ready to finally come clean with everything?” Reese smiled and shot me a sarcastic look.
    “I think he’s ready to be more open to the possibilities. Remember, he asked for this meeting. He hasn’t shared with me what he wants to discuss, but I’m sure we both have our ideas.” That was the one thing Cain has kept very close to his chest, other than me. I had no idea what he was planning to unload on us, but I was sure it was well overdue.
    “Just remember, Jennifer, this is your dad’s show, right now. It’s up to him to figure out if and whether we keep going on this. Although I’ve never seen your dad give up on anything, or anyone, including you.”
    Reese’s statement stung. I always knew Dad was tough on me, but he always seemed to be there in a crisis. “Yeah, well, how about you, Reese?” I quickly changed the subject. “I’m probably stupid for keeping this so quiet, but I’m still getting messages from whoever broke in. Take a look at this. Most of it is pretty innocuous, except the last photo. I’m worried that because I’ve opened it there’s something installed on my laptop.”
    “That should be the least of your worries!” Reese quickly angered as I explained the emails and photos. “You should have told me immediately. You should have called the police. Someone is obviously stalking you, and I have a hunch who it is.”
    Reese plugged away at the computer. For an old guy, he was sharp with a computer. “I guess he thought you’d keep it to yourself. I’m glad you didn’t try to delete it—it would have been ten times worse.”
    My eyes widened in surprise. “Really?”
    “I’ll email Detective Jackson and let him know about this. Just to keep him in the loop. I think, with this guy, it is better to be safe than sorry. He’s definitely a loose cannon. I mean, he knows he’s busted on the whole security thing, yet he insists on playing this cat and mouse game with you. I don’t know. Something’s not right here.” Reese slung himself back in his chair, linking his