." he paused to enjoy her beautiful smile, before going on. "I'm your father. You really shouldn't wear things like that in front of me." John hoping ...that she'd understand and it broke his heart when tears formed in her gorgeous eyes."I disappoint you?" Eva asked with a sniff and she hoped he liked it."No, you're beautiful, but ... how do I explain this to you?" he said as he reached to hug her near-naked body. "We can't do this. We have the same blood."Eva knew this was it. She would live on. As She sat next to me on the bike, she would lean over and put her hand on my leg, whisper things to me, and rub her foot against my shin. Things took the next step on Friday evening as we went on a drive and when to jug head at Vikhrole in Mumbai for a few shot and a few games of pool.Prakesh, her husband rode in his car with another guy to get some smokes on the way to the pool game, and Prachi rode on my bike. As we made our way to the pool hall, Prachi took my hand and held it very tightly. And an asshole. I did not tell him that you…’ ‘Why is he your agent?’ ‘Because he’s a good agent.’ ‘He’s an asshole agent.’ ‘Yes. A lot of agents are assholes. Shocker. Art can be a ruthless game.’ ‘Are you playing a game?’ They were both stunned into silence. Peter pressed his hand up to his forehead. Katie sniffed as a tear rolled down her cheek. ‘I’m…’ Peter began. ‘I trusted you,’ Katie snapped. ‘I invited you into my home on nothing but the pure gut instinct of trust I felt for you.’ Peter. And in actuality, for all of her hyperventilating about me getting better situated, better career-wise, she was feeling good too. Yes, she was still hot for me to get a better job, one that wouldn’t keep me out to all hours like the two I had were doing, and I was working on that. I was good with computers my lack of college notwithstanding; I’d be getting me a job sooner or later. That was my goal: to work with computers and tech in general.I hadn’t told her, not explicitly, but I had been.