Between thebeauty of the statue and that of his maid, he might have beeninvisible. He grinned as the worker was lead out. He knew too well whatthe wor...ker would tell. That womanizer of Jace got a fitting statue tohis 'hobby'.Jace didn't mind as he carefully had cultivated this image. Though itwasn't that far off. He really liked women, but a mage was always busyand sometimes his 'hobby' had to draw the short straw. So everythingthat might further his reputation was a plus.Caitlin, his maid,. Not the kind of guy who turns women’s heads and makes them leave their husbands, but a mid to late 20s dark haired guy, tall and slim, and was sometimes told I looked good in jeans, so it’s not like it was totally out of the blue, just a surprise. I gave myself some time to think the situation through and covertly glanced at the woman a few times to sort of size up the situation. She was tall, long legged, dressed in tight jeans and western boots. Western boots were not common in the eastern. It was incredibly sexy, it had to be confessed. Each man would immediately jump, even if he had ****d, because she did not even leave any woman indifferent, even though they did not intend to sleep with her. But she radiated, invoked, excited, and u*********sly put everything around her to love her, lick her fingers, suck the nipples of dark circles and push her tongue into that full, smooth mouth.I pulled into the bathroom and opened the shower. As I pulled off, my eyes held on the mirror and. Who hired you?”“Don’t know. He paid cash. Never seen him before. Drove up in a fancy car. Been watchin’ me. Said he could help me, iff’n I ‘elped him.”“You realize he left you high and dry? You’ll never see him again.”He shrugged as best he could. “What choice I ‘ave? If I don’t, I die on the street. If you shoot me, it ends sooner. Yet with money, I can escape this filthy city.”Em shifted her Glock, holding it in one hand as the sounds of movement came from around her. Lifting her foot, she.