I shook my head. "I'm not much of a tea drinker." I noticed that she appeared to distrust that, and I suppressed a smile.

"What do you do, Kim? Not for refreshments." Sam chuckled. "For a living."

I supposed it was the witching hour, the time to mesmerize her. I stared deeply into her eyes noting that one was blue while the other was a more prominent shade of gray.

"Sam, I need an assistant to help me with my personal as well as my professional affairs." I ...