" I said, and without another word I gathered my pillow and my book and started for the guest room."And just where do you think you're going?" she dem...anded."I'm going to stay in our guest room until I can find an apartment. I'll start looking on Monday and I should be out of here within a week. On Monday I'll also make an appointment with a divorce lawyer. You should be hearing from him in a few days to arrange for the division of assets. You should probably find yourself an attorney as. Juice. Soda.”“Whiskey.”She came back with a red plastic cup and a bottle of E&J. She poured some for me. “It smell good as fuck in here. You been baking or some shit?”“No,” she giggled. “It’s that candle.”“Oh cool.”“Wanna watch a movie?”“You can put on whatever. We gon’ smoke?”“Yeah!”“What’s your name again?”“Stevie.”“That’s right! I’m Shea!”We fired up a blunt and chiefed. “Is that your real eye color,” I asked after beginning to buzz.“Now. They’re colored contacts.”“That’s what’s up!”“What. . . time . . . do . . . you . . . get . . . off?" She almost giggled at the double entendre.He looked around the store, then back at gorgeous women standing before him, then at his watch. "Uh. I get . . . . Uh, half-an-hour." Nervously, Matt pulled the credit card receipt from the machine and slid it, the card and a pen toward her.The pen gripped lightly between her manicured nails, her attention focused on the receipt, she said, "Fine. I'll be in the bar at the Palm." Looking up, she slid the. She was wearing a simple white blouse gathered at the waist with a black leather belt. When she moved he could see that she had nice sized breasts, at least a c-cup, and while it may have been her brassiere, they appeared fairly firm. All in all, she was an attractive young woman. There was something special about her that, well, he couldn’t quite define. She was working on a lap top. She was paying very close attention to the work, generally unaware of what was going on around her. He sipped.