”As they put everything in the Escalade, Marie turned to Mike. “Baby,” she said, nodding to the Escalade, “A Cadillac. I really appreciate the... nice ride, but it have must cost a bundle to rent...”“It isn’t rented, Hon...”For a second, she thought he had bought it. “Oh, my...” she started before he went on.“It belongs to the Matthews. Marie, these are wealthy people. Remember, they’re building a fortress in solid rock, and they live in this ... beautiful building they call the Retreat.”With her. Kayla twisted around in my arms and looked over at her friend. "You," she said in mock accusation. She turned back to me. "And you. You were so sure of yourself, and you were so sure of me, weren't you?" Actually, no," I admitted. "But I had to do something to get your attention."She gazed at me with shining eyes. "Ooooh, it's a dangerous game you play, Sean Porter." But did it work?" I asked, already suspecting the answer.She looked into my eyes for a moment before answering. "Maybe," she. If a boat is sailing as 'close' to the wind as it can, it is said to be 'close hauled',If it is sailing into the wind, but not as 'close' as it can, it is said to be 'close-reaching'.'Reaching' is sailing across the wind.'Broad-reaching' is sailing with the wind from the side and slightly from behind.A 'quartering' wind is coming at an angle from behind – i.e. not from dead astern.A boat is said to be 'running' when the wind is from astern. A 'dead' run has the wind directly from behind and is. Their eyes met and she hadn’t stopped, her surprised expression growing into a smirk as she had finished herself off, into the food she was making. He had connected the dots easy enough and wasn’t sure what to think or feel.Her voice brought him back to the present as she sat down opposite him, a grin on her face, the cupcakes in baking, “So when are you going to let me put a bun in your oven huh?”He blushed and moved to stand but she laughed, “I’m only teasing Ryan! Sheesh, come on sit.