Ranger and Stephanie are Janet's.
I didn't have to track Stephanie down. She came to me.
"Something's going on, isn't it?" She asked.
Olive's face is in a similar position to how Steph tucks her own into my neck whenever she's apprehensive about something. Steph's still in her confuse-and-schmooze 'uniform' ... black skirt, heels, and a white silk blouse. If her looks and personality didn't fuck with a client's head enough, Olivia in her small black and white dress with matching black cardigan, tights, and tiny buckled shoes, would have them agreeing to anything.
That's Steph's idea of a joke. In the nursery this morning she pointed that out ... 'You've said whoever works here has to be in black. She's my partner today, so she's in Rangeman colors'.
She passed me Olivia just as I was about to reach for her, and kissed me before perching on my desk like she's done ever since she began visiting my building. I pressed my lips to Olive's head and mentally prepared for war.
"Well?" She pressed.
"Seems you're a wanted woman again, Babe."
