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on his wrist.
    “Four hours including the time in
the car. I asked Jocelyn to leave us dinner and I cleared out the house. We’re
alone except the cameras.” I look up at the very small black bubbles as we
move. We’ve gone down one hallway and started down another. “Don’t worry
they’re only at the doors, this hall and my office. You’re free to run around
naked everywhere else.” I look around. We’re passing a lot of doors and I’m
already lost. I won’t be running around naked anywhere until I know for sure where
everything is and where the humans are. He has staff and even though it is
perfectly acceptable to run around naked at home, I’ve never been one to do it.
I’ve been on pack hunts and I’ve shifted in front of others but it’s not
something that I’ve ever been comfortable with. After spending four years away
at school and living with mostly humans I’m even less apt to do it now.
    “This is the main hall that leads
to my office.” He points to the right through the open door. There’s a big
glass desk with a big leather chair. He has three huge monitors and a
treadmill. I make a face. “I can’t always get out to run.” He winks at me.
    “But you said there are cameras.”
He nods. “So you’ve shown yourself?” He scoffs.
    “No, I run on that, walk rather. He
runs in the workout room if he has to.” I scrunch my eyebrows.
    “Do you ever shift?” I finish the
word on a whisper.
    “All the time.” He whispers back.
“There is a state park nearby and I own twenty acres just outside of town that
backs to it. Sometimes when business is in the heat of battle though, I just
can’t make time so, treadmill. In my office I walk when I need to think. It
helps if I’m trying to figure out code.”
    “Okay.” Not my idea of meditation
but to each his own.
    “What do you do when you need to
think? Do you still sit upside down on couches?” I smirk and shake my head. He
looks disappointed but moves on.  “This is the living room.” It’s all various
shades of beige and brown, the walls, the floor and the furniture. The tables
are low and wood and there are a lot of plants. I could like this room except I
would’ve made it all green so it felt like forest. No, maybe not, then it
wouldn’t have any contrast. I’m not a decorator. That was Mom’s forte. I’m sad
again, thinking of her. “Come.” He drags me along. I think he senses the shitty
emotions that keep gripping me. “Theater room.” He pushes the door open.
    There are theater seats facing a
huge TV. Wow. The walls are dark and the carpet is lush. It looks cozy. I know
that I want to spend time in this room. “Next, the library.” He pushes open
that door, it’s across from the theatre. Overstuffed couches and three walls of
bookshelves covered in books. More beige, but the couches are dark with
patterns. There’s a desk built into one bookshelf for studying but it’s the
oversized chair in the corner that draws my attention. It’s beige with big blue
flowers, not really his style. It seems familiar but not. I step inside and go
to it. I run my hand along the big rolled arm of it. It’s soft. “It was my
mother’s.” He says from right behind me. “You may use it any time you like,
right side up or upside down.” He kisses my neck. “Let’s go, you’re hungry. I
know that he doesn’t spend time in here because the air is stale but that could
be the books.
    We move along and pass a dining
room on the right and finally the kitchen is through an open doorway to the
left. It’s huge and any chef would envy it. I can’t imagine sitting here eating
an ordinary bowl of oatmeal. It’s all white and stainless. The floor is white
marble tile, the countertops are white marble and solid. Very modern. All of
the lighting is recessed and the refrigerator is built into a cabinet. Mom
would love this. “I’m going to hate keeping this clean.”
    “Not your concern beautiful.
Jocelyn will take care of it. Your