"Sarah. You know how I feel about you, I'll do anything to make this right. You know that." I replied, trying to mask just how shaken up I was."Good,"... she replied. "I think I know just the change."Sarah stood up, and beckoned for me to follow her as she made her way upstairs. Walking behind her on the steps, I couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous ass. Watching it slowly move up and down with each step in a nearly hypnotizing fashion, I realized I truly would do anything for this divine. Afterwards, I drained the tub, and got up to grab Kitten a towel. As I unfolded it, I could see she was staring at the bulge in my pants with a look of excitement. I smiled back at her and held up the towel to wrap her in, knowing we had a long night of fun ahead of us.But that was when the worst possible thing happened: my cell phone rang.“Be right back, my love,” I whispered, leaving the room to take the call. I won’t bug you with all the details of the call, so I’ll sum it up: The client. " Umm..." I mumble."We can go out somewhere, if that's what you really want," Simon says."I know, everywhere's likely to be booked, but we can try to findsomewhere, right?" We need to talk," I say in a hoarse voice. Immediately, Simon's facefalls- he knows all too well what I REALLY mean when I say 'we need totalk'."...Oh," Simon mumbles."Simon..." I sigh. "You- you're a nice guy-" But not nice enough, right?" Simon asks."No- well, you ARE nice enough, but-" I stammer."Not tall enough?" Simon. .” she waved her hand indicating the table and meal and the Christmas tree and presents, “come about? I take it you weren’t just walking down Main Street and decided to accost the first beautiful woman you saw?”He smiled. “No, we were sitting on a porch swing at Jessica Brandt’s home.”“Wait. What? Now I’m really confused. You were at the Hacienda?”“Yes, for brunch. Don’t tell me that wasn’t included in the local gossip.”Juliet turned serious. She wore what he thought might be her ‘cop face.’ “I.