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sarcastically.
    “ Yeah, not so much. Friggin’ drama queen, I’m not even gonna try to explain.” He looked up and Carlee was coming into the kitchen. “Hey there.”
    “ Adaleigh?” Kimmy laughed.
    “ Carlee,” he said softly.
    “ What? Why?”
    “ I’ll call you later, I’m bettin’ my girl wants some breakfast.”
     
    Angel scrambled eggs and after they ate, Andy told Carlee, “I gotta pick Marco up at the airport. We need to go to the studio for a while. Grab a book and a movie to take along; you can watch it in my office.”
    “ That’s fine,” she looked out the window, “Looks stormy.”
    Andy stood behind her and looked out, as well. “Yes, it does.” He thought about the evening before, his, and Carlee’s.
    “ Angel’s checking her work schedule to see if she can come tonight. If she can’t we’ll call Kimmy and see if Jenna can come, we’ll watch a movie and think about what to make for dinner…”
    “ Spaghetti,” Carlee said, quickly. “Papa, why does Angel have to come and if she can’t Jenna has to?”
    “ Because the agreement with your dad for you to spend the night is that someone is here when you are.”
    “ But why?” she asked.
    “ Because he thinks you and I can’t make it on our own. He thinks we need help.” That was the best way he could think to explain it.
    “ He doesn’t keep his end of the deal,” she grumbled.
    “ It seems that way sometimes.”
     
    When they pulled up to the terminal to wait for Marco, Carlee crawled in the back seat. Finally, he walked out and Andy popped the trunk and Marco put his bag in and opened the door. He went to slip into the seat and noticed Carlee.
    “ Hey doll! What’s up?” he said in a big voice.
    She threw her arms around his neck and said, “I’m so happy to see you!”
    “ How ‘bout some lunch?” Andy said.
    “ The Bistro!” Carlee said.
    Andy quickly glanced to Marco and mouthed the word no.
    “ We go there all the time,” Marco said. “What about Giovanna’s?”
    “ Yes!”
    After their meal Carlee excused herself to go wash her hands and Andy told him about the encounter with Adaleigh at The Bistro.
    “I’ll be glad to get this project behind us,” he said and Marco agreed.
     
    ~ ~ ~
     
    By Memorial Day, they’d completed the tracks for Adaleigh’s album; there was work yet to do, but he was ready to send her home.
    “ Great job,” Andy said, relieved. “Marco will do his thing and we’ll put this project to bed.”
    “ I gotta go,” Marco said, “I’ve got a date.”
    “ Have fun,” Adaleigh said as he was leaving.
    “ You don’t have Carlee tonight,” she said to Andy after Marco was gone, “let’s go celebrate, I promise I’ll behave.”
    He was ready for a glass of wine. “Yeah, sure.” He tried to think where; The Bistro wasn’t even a thought. He hadn’t gone there since Adaleigh’s ‘show’ on his last visit.
    “ The bar at the hotel is nice, I’d love some good champagne,” she said.
    “ I’ll meet you there.”
     
    They entered the bar and Adaleigh plopped into a circular booth and slid to the middle so Andy had no choice but to slide in beside her. As he did, the waitress came to the table. “Ms. Pensant, it’s nice to see you. Good evening, Mr. Stevens. What can I bring you?”
    “ Cuvee! A bottle of very expensive Cuvee!” Adaleigh said.
    The waitress left an appetizer menu on the table and went to get the champagne. “Cuvee is decadent!” she said.
    “ I’ve never had it.”
    “ Well, let me order a bite to eat to go with it if you’ll allow me. It’s such a treat and bold flavors set it off. Do you like Bleu cheese?” she asked.
    “ I do.”
    The bar was qui et, and when the waitress returned Adaleigh asked; “Erin, is Chef available?” Andy got the impression that she’d become a regular in the time she’d been here.
    “ I’ll see,” the young woman said and went to the kitchen.
    “ Adaleigh!” the big man said, and leaned to