"Prepare a guest room," I instruct, removing my jacket with an automatic movement. "Have it ready right now."
"Yes, sir."
She doesn't ask questions, she doesn't need to.
I take the jacket in one hand and with the other make a slight gesture toward Vanessa.
"Come."
I don't touch her, but I walk knowing she's following me.
I lead her to one of the more secluded rooms in the house. It's not the main room. It's not the formal one. It's… more intimate. More enclosed. A space with a minibar, low sofas, and dim lighting. Private… Just what she needs right now.
She comes in and stands for a second, as if she doesn't quite know what to do with her body.
I head straight to the bar.
"Do you want wine or whiskey?"
I don't turn around yet, I open the cabinet. I take out two glasses.
