Book3:WereMyDreamIs
ldBankaswelsNovel,oneofDimitri’sbeautiesintheKingdomofDreams.Hegrabbedsomeoneelse’smoneyandsomeoneelse’sbeauty,ofcourseIfeelbad.” 1 “Ha.Ha.Ha.Ha”ughedRichard.“Myoldpal,youreallydonotuandDimitri’siions,doyou?Whydoyouthinkhebroughtallthesebeautiessafelybacktothismundaneworldandthendisappearedpletelyhimself?Hewantedeveryohemtofindtheirowndesireddestination.Youmeanyoureallydidn’tuandwhathetookgreatpainstoaplish?” “Really?Wasthathisiion?ThenIwon’tfeelbadatall.”saidJamaz,greatlyrelieved. Thedipidatedpick-uptruallyleftthegestedtraffic.Gettingoffthefreeway,ittwistedandturilitcametoaquieter,adesertedrosegarden.Thehalfburnthouseihegardenwastheirtemporaryabode.However,thedaysoftheirresidenceheremaybenumberedbecausea‘forsale’signhadbeeedatthefrorahepropertywassuretobeauedoffsooingoutofthecar,thetwoofthemwalkedtowardstheentrahegardenandstoppedabruptly.Oepsoftheentrancewasafashionablybutstilydressedyoungwoman.Shehadonalowcut,bralesstanktopandminishortsthatshowedoffherlongandshapelylegs.Thoughthesunhadsetanditwasdusktheycouldstillseeanenormousdiamondsparkledazzlinglyer. “Areyouwaitingforsomeone,Miss?”askedRichardwalkioher. “No,Iamlostanddon’tknowhowtogetoutofhere”sherepliedinalowaigvoice. “That’seasy”saidRichard.“Wewilldriveyouaroundtowninourcar.Youlookatthehousesandtelluswhieisyours.How’sthat?” “No,thatwon’tdo”shereplied.Shestoodup,showingoffheralluringfigure.Shewalkedoverandopenedhernamebrandhandbagbeforethem.“LookatallthiscashIhavehere.Whydon’tyou