DRAGONJULS Storybook
Disclaimer and Acknowledgements: See Part One
Part 7
Chapter Sixteen
Grace was waiting for Jace to appear for breakfast, the kids had arrived a few minutes before, and although a little shy at first were now settled down to orange juice and cereals. They occasionally glanced her way and she smiled at them, the little girl had a very infectious smile, just like Jace.
'Maybe if Catherine saw that.......oh what the hell, she only ever saw what she wanted!' Grace thought with frustration.
Catherine was in the basement exercising.
Jace rolled in at that moment, waved hello to the kids and said hi to Grace, then sat in her usual seat opposite the head of the table. "So is our fearless leader up yet?" Jace knew the answer to that one without Grace turning back and laughing at her.
"Oh, okay just wondered if she'd changed her mind, you know 'stranger things have happened' syndrome."
"Jace has anyone ever told you that you are way too chirpy in the morning?" Her new friend quipped back.
"Nope, because actually I'm not usually. Quite the opposite, but something here brings out the best in me," she supplied with a warm friendly look.
"Can I guess what that might be?" Grace smirked and received a back hander from the blonde playfully.
"Please, not in front of the children!" Jace laughed and winked at the two sets of eyes that were watching the banter in fascination.
"Okay, where is she?" Jace quietly asked Grace, her eyes sparkling mischievously at the children.
"She's in the basement working out, always does when she gets home from a trip, and she's been down there over an hour so she should be through shortly." Grace supplied.
Jace frowned, then her face cleared and a smile came unbidden over her expressive face. "Hold the breakfast for me, I need to see someone." She got up quickly and moved towards the door to the basement.
"Jace, she doesn't like to be disturbed, and what you see might make you..........." She trailed off as the blonde disappeared down the steps. 'Guess she'll find out for herself.'
Jace hadn't heard the last comment or she might have been tempted to listen further. She was fascinated though at what sort of exercises Catherine would do. Opening the large oak door, she emerged into a room that held a couple of bench presses, weights, bike and rower. Then she noticed a punchbag and from there Jace saw her target.
Her jaw dropped.
Catherine stood on a wooden floor, obviously specially put down for aerobic exercises, but she wasn't doing that. In one corner was a stereo system that was pounding out 80's tunes the quality excellent. The song currently resonating out of the speaker system 'When the going gets tough' by Billy Ocean. However, it was the woman in question that made Jace stare.
Catherine was wearing tight fitting navy cycling shorts that accentuated all her lower body parts, and a cut off T-shirt that did wonderful things for the woman's upper body. Her rhythm as she responded to the tune was overwhelming. She was swaying and dancing and moving as if the music was part of her blood stream. Erotic and very sexy came to Jace's mind and stayed there.
Jace sat by the side of the punchbag, wondering if it had hit her, punch drunk came to mind.
She watched fascinated as the hi-fi pumped out further tunes, 'La Bamba' by Richie Valens and then carried on through Culture club's 'Generations of Love,' it was the movements the raven haired beauty made to the Stranglers 'European Female' that made Jace gasp for air. Seeing shoulders move and sway in fluid grace and her hips grinding to the music, and if she ever moved like that on a dance floor god's help who was dancing with her, it was just sex on the move! Did she even know how she looked?
Suddenly Jace moved a fraction and this caused Catherine to turn in surprise to find someone else in the room with her.
Catherine was covered in perspiration, beads of moisture evident on her upper lip and forehead, her hair was damp and the clothes she wore had dark traces of moisture all the way down her back. Jace noticed the predatory look and the animal magnetism that sparked from her.
Catherine was involved with the music but crooked her finger at Jace, without thinking Jace moved towards the finger as if hypnotised, and as Infinity began the intro to 'Only you'. Jace was being danced around and obviously played with by a very sexy, tall, dark and beautiful woman, who mesmerised her.
The song pounded out.
Looking into your eyes, I see only you, can you see only me and how I love you?'
Catherine touched Jace's cheek as she traced a finger from her eye to her chin. Always moving to the beat and the flow of music around her.
'Dancing with you close to my body, do you feel what I feel?'
Her hand moved from the chin to her neck and traced the collarbone.
'Watching the moonlight and the stars glowing, do you glow like I do for you?'
The hand then moved in a sweeping motion around her body without touching her physically but making her tingle with anticipation.
'Thunder crashes out a tune, lightening illuminates the gloom.'
Her hand moved to her back and traced a line from her shoulder down to the curve of her hips.
'Going to sacrifice my will, if you listen to me speak of love.'
A hand lightly traced down her chest to her taunt abdomen, Jace was on fire.
'You're the power behind persuasion, you succumb to this liaison.'
The touch then travelled lightly down her thighs as Catherine moved fluidly down to an almost kneeling position all in time with the music.
'Holding my cheek close to yours, I feel the pulse of your soul and know it's only for me.'
Moving languidly up Jace's body with a movement that didn't touch but spoke volumes, she gradually moved away as the last beat of the music slipped away.
Catherine bent close to Jace's ear and spoke in that low sexy growl that Jace loved. "I think by the look of you a shower wouldn't come a miss, you appear a little hot!" A small smile appeared, which gave her a rakish expression.
With that the music changed to Dire Straits 'Twisting by the pool', not waiting for an answer to her observations, she shot off making several cartwheels across the floor and landed precisely next to a medium sized indoor pool.
Jace watched in awe and fascination as Catherine nonchalantly peeled off the T-shirt and the shorts and leaped into the pool totally naked. Coming up to the surface at the other end of the pool with no idea obviously, what she had just done to Jace's body and mind with that little show of exhibitionism.
"Zeus, she just made me turn into a puddle on the floor with that show. God's what would it be like if she really meant any of it for real!" Jace turned and fled the room. Opening the door and running up the short stairway, she cannoned into Grace at the top.
Grace held her shoulders as she noticed the heightened colour and raspy breath. 'Way to go Catherine, it works every time!' "Oh, so she saw you did she?" Jace couldn't speak she just nodded her head.
"She's quite something when she exercises wouldn't you say? For such a big body she can sure make moves that make the old heart rate pound a bit!" She chuckled at Jace's glazed look.
Jace finally managed to choke out, "A bit! Grace have you seen what she can do to music?"
"Ah, that good! Well, if you ask her I'm sure she won't mind you joining her, she asked me once, I only lasted about ten minutes."
"Why?" Jace asked with interest, the glazed look almost dissipated.
"Well, she moves far too fast for me, and it is just so difficult not to just watch her move wouldn't you say? Then again she made me far, far too hot to continue that on a regular basis, you need a cold shower afterwards." Grace laughed as she recalled her first sight of the tall sexy woman dance around the room. Catherine had wanted to help Grace with her leg exercises and had thought it a good therapy. It wasn't the therapy that quite went with leg exercises that was for sure.
"That's exactly where I'm going, a shower definitely! Maybe a cold one at that!" she left Grace behind.
Grace smirked at her back. Catherine didn't know when she was onto a good thing here, such a pity. She went to make fresh tea; Catherine would be up after her swim shortly. She just knew she would have a large grin on her face when she finally arrived!
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Catherine had dressed leisurely after her swim. She had got a bit carried away with Jace, but she thought the blonde had looked like she was enjoying the attention and it had been ages since someone else was involved. Actually, it always made it a little bit more exciting for her. Mind you, with the way Jace had looked after they had finished that particular routine, maybe it had been too much for her; she was still recuperating after all!
'No, Jace hadn't needed to do anything, I made all the moves, it had felt good to loose all that tension of the last couple of days. Hell, it had only been a dance after all and only exercise too!'
Smiling as she climbed the stairway, she walked into the kitchen and found Grace lounging against the breakfast bar watching her enter.
"What!" Catherine asked as she noticed the smirk on her friend's face.
"Nothing! Did you enjoy your workout?" She turned to pour her a mug of tea.
"Yes indeed, you know me, I like to get rid of the tension caused from being a few days away from here." Catherine said quietly.
"Our guest join you for a workout too?" Grace watched the smile fade slightly from Catherine's face and an expression of was it 'pleasure' passing over it, then she looked down at her tea as if she was embarrassed.
"She was watching mostly, but I let her kind of join in on one session."
"I bet you did! She looked kind of flushed when she returned up here, looks like you haven't lost any of your skill in that area." Grace laughed at her friend, who coloured up slightly.
"Now Grace, whatever do you mean by that?" Feigning innocence.
"Oh, as if you don't know! I needed a cold shower after watching you workout, I'm scared to death to do it again, I might faint next time."
"I would catch you before you fell Grace, never fear of that." Catherine said seriously.
Grace looked at her and smiled warmly as the blue eyes looked back at her with a similar expression. "I know, but I'm not giving you the chance of dunking me in the bloody pool if I did."
"So where is Jace? Come to that where are the kids?" Catherine asked with interest, changing the subject.
"Jace is getting a shower," they both laughed at that. "The kids are having a tour round the property, seems Colin is in a better mood today, said he thought it might help them settle in." She waited for the woman to retort with an angry comment.
Catherine looked out of the window of the kitchen. Almost talking to herself she said, "It looks bleak out there today."
Then the door opened and Jace walked in. She looked at Grace and smiled and then to Catherine as she sat opposite her. Her cheeks coloured slightly then she spoke. "That was one of the most fascinating shows of exhibitionism by a person I have ever seen in my life!"
Catherine gave her an amused look. "Oh, you didn't like it? Helps me to get rid of the tension. Too bad, I'm not giving it up."
Jace looked at her and realised that this woman really didn't know the effect she had on people, certainly with a display like that! "I would never ask you to give something up you really liked doing. Anyway when did I say I didn't like it?"
Catherine smiled broadly. "Good. What's for breakfast Grace." she once again swiftly changed the subject and they had an amiable meal together.
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The two women watched as Catherine got into her Land Rover and headed out towards town, neither had approached her on the forbidden subject of the previous evening.
"What do you think she's going to do Grace?" It was a whisper.
"What she does best I guess, intimidate the good reverend until he backs down, then we get a change of kids." Came the resigned voice of one who had known the woman longer.
"I don't think she wants to do it!"
"Why would you think that?"
"Because before she left, she was watching the kids closely as they went round the corral." Jace answered.
"So, what difference does that make, she watches everything around here, you should know that?"
"Her eyes weren't cold Grace, she looked at them in anguish, especially when she looked at Jacob."
"Oh, well it must hurt her still, when you think her boy would have been his age and from the pictures I've seen of him, he would have looked like her, so the dark looks of Jacob would stir memories. She's not totally devoid of emotions, although she can give that impression." Grace glanced at Jace puzzled at where this was leading.
"Oh, I would never call Catherine Warriorson devoid of emotion. Maybe cut off from her emotions some, but never devoid of them. I think she wants to let them stay, but she has a principal to uphold and she's going to do that no matter what, even if it might cause her pain." Jace smiled wearily.
Both women saw the children approaching and Grace smiled tenderly as she saw Colin Montgomery being led hand in hand with a chatty redheaded small girl, who kept giving him a big smile, every time she looked up.
The boy was walking amiably along too, his attitude in stark contrast to yesterday, almost as if overnight some strange miracle had happened to him.
Colin brought his charges into the kitchen. He looked at Jace and smiled briefly. Giving Grace a cursory glance, he whispered something to Lisa and she gave him an unexpected hug, he looked embarrassed.
Jacob watched as the big man blushed. "You can't let girls get to you Colin, they're only trouble."
Colin looked bashfully about the room trying to find a spot on the wall he could look at, instead he turned to where Grace was watching him. "Trouble son? Yeah I suppose you could say that! Now behave yourselves, the both of you, I have work to do!" He walked out of the door that led to the porch.
Jace laughed loudly. "Well Jacob, in what way are we girls trouble huh?"
He looked around and realised he was alone in this one. "Ah, well..........I guess sometimes anyway," he trailed off.
Lisa took pity on him and walked around to him and put her small hand in his slightly larger on. "Jake is going to be a rancher too, when he grows up," she proudly said to the others in the room.
"Oh, well that's nice. Colin training you young then?" Grace asked him in interest.
Jacob looked at the little girl and shrugged, but didn't drop her hand.
"No, Catherine will!" He stated importantly.
Grace looked perplexed and Jace was astonished.
"Hey, who said you could call her Catherine?" Grace finally asked in surprise at his use of the name.
"She did!" He said proudly.
"Does that mean I get to call her Catherine too?" Lisa said excitedly.
Jacob gave Lisa a long-suffering look. "Not unless she says, but I'll ask her for you." He said and Jace watched fascinated as he squeezed the smaller hand.
'Oh, Catherine if only you were here to see this, it is so special.'
Jace couldn't help thinking as a tear threatened to fall.
"When did she say you could Jacob?" Grace persisted.
"I'm not lying if that's what you think?" He looked at her with the sullen expression of yesterday.
"Hey, I'm sorry, no I never thought that Jacob, come on if she did she did okay? How about some flapjack, one of my specialities?" Grace was upset that the child thought the way he did, but it was very odd, very odd indeed.
"Well, I'm up for that, I don't know about you two! " Jace answered with a grin.
They all rushed forward towards Grace and the goodies.
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"I'm not happy about the situation!" Catherine almost shouted at the smaller man seated in his office, in an annex of the church.
He shook his grey-haired head and gave her a sympathetic smile. "I know it's two children and that must have been a shock, but you do have the resources," he said quietly.
"No! No, that's not it at all! I could take on the whole bloody orphanage if I wanted too!" She said in exasperation.
"Is that an offer?" He looked directly at her and smiled.
"No!" She had wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.
"Pity. You're not happy about what exactly?"
"Why? Why those two kids!"
"Because they need each other and I believe you might find you need them also!"
"That's about the most stupidest comment you have ever made to me yet Reverend! You're insensitive to the potential explosive situation here obviously." Catherine was angry she wasn't winning this encounter.
"No, believe me I'm not. I trust you and your particular 'skills' can defuse it before it ever gets to explode." He said quietly but with conviction.
Catherine looked at the older man at the desk and she recalled Adam's strong resolve when he'd wanted something so badly, he had often won her over by his quiet patience to get a point across. In the early days at any rate! "That's a big responsibility for anyone to take on."
He smiled happily. "Yes but you're up to it, you have never backed down from a challenge, so my sources tell me."
Catherine raised an expressive eyebrow. "Oh, and who might that be?"
"I'm a man of the cloth Mrs Warriorson, that would be betraying a confidence and I'm not about to do that!"
"You're not Catholic, I'm sure it wasn't a confessional." Catherine dismissed his remark. 'The damn clergy had more rules and regulation sometimes-mere mortals didn't have a bloody chance!'
"No, you're right I'm not Catholic, but we still uphold confidences." He continued to smile at her.
"Alright, so what happens next?" She finally asked turning her back to him and looking out of the window.
'Gotcha!' He laughed to himself.
"Well, depends on you really. Obviously we will check up on the children at intervals, quite frequent at first and then less often as they settle in. If you want to adopt them later, well the way is clear." He waited for her answer.
Catherine stiffened when he mentioned adoption, which was definitely not an option! "Okay, well I guess that's it for now," she turned to leave.
"Oh, just one other thing Mrs Warriorson, that lovely young American lady who was in your home when we brought the children over, is she going to be here permanently? She was excellent with them." The Reverend looked at her and noticed her change of expression from one of impatience to a tender smile and then she masked it as suddenly, making him wonder if he had actually seen any change to her visage at all.
"Jace? No, Jace is a guest, she's going back to America on Sunday." The tone she used was one of practised indifference.
"A pity, a great pity, she would have been an asset to you, especially now." He held his hand out in a gesture of the conversation finally ending.
She took it and shook it briskly, opened the door and left.
The Reverend smiled at her retreating back, this had gone better than he had anticipated.
Catherine got into the Land Rover and considered her options. 'Not many, no she didn't have many options. Hell, we'll just have to get on with it! Wonder if Jace wants a career change, nanny for instance?' She smiled at the thought as her mind did a double flip and another thought took over, 'A nanny for the kids? Or would it be a personal nanny for her! Oh yes, I could think of one thing for certain you could do for me every night Jace that's for sure.'
With her thoughts firmly in the gutter she revved up the engine on the vehicle and started for home.
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Chapter Seventeen
The house was quiet when Catherine arrived back home, she for some reason felt lonely.
Walking around, she spotted that Grace had made preparations for dinner but it was as yet un-cooked. There was no sign of Jace or the kids. 'Is this how I will feel when Jace finally leaves tomorrow, has the young woman got so under my skin that it wasn't a home without her in it?'
She went into the study and sitting at her desk picked up the Wall Street Journal from the pile of financial newsheets that lay there. Glancing through it, but not really taking any notice, she was restless. 'Would Jace consider staying longer if she asked? She could arrange it! She only had to deliver a message via Paul to Hudson, and there would be nothing Hudson could do about it! There again Jace had a right to chose what she wanted to do with her life, it would be just manipulation on her part and then what would happen to their friendship, it wasn't exactly past the fragile stage yet. Friendship a general purpose kind of word to use for how she felt about Jace, but that's what it was surely? Yes, that's what it was, she'd never felt this strongly about anyone before, but that's what it must be, that's the only thing it could ever be! Or was it?'
She turned as she heard a knock at the study door and the particular young lady in question peered into the room, and then smiled as she saw exactly what she was looking for. "Ah, so you're back?" Jace walked further into the room.
Catherine smiled and got up from her chair and walked towards the other woman, they stood together, eyes gazing green into blue. "Yeah, about half an hour ago. Been anywhere interesting?"
"I took the kids to see the horses, they love them."
They continued to look at each other, trying to gauge who should start the conversation; they both wanted it out of the way.
"So....well, did it.....what I mean is....." Jace stopped as a long slim finger touched her gently on the lips.
Jace was mesmerised by this woman for the second time that day. "It's fine Jace, they get to stay, we'll work it out." Catherine answered the question softly.
With that Jace couldn't help herself she hugged the woman hard and put her hands round her waist and it almost felt to Catherine as if she had finally come home.
"Hey, I didn't know it mattered to you that much?" Catherine smiled her chin resting gently on the top of the blonde head.
"Yeah it did and to Grace too!" She replied tearfully.
"Then it looks like my household is going to be happy tonight, do we need to celebrate?" Catherine disengaged herself from Jace but for some reason felt bereft when she did so.
"That's an excellent idea, come on lets go and tell them." Jace clutched at Catherine's hand and pulled her along.
Catherine gave the young woman a tolerant glance, and allowed herself willingly to be pulled to wherever Jace wanted, if it made her happy, nothing else mattered.
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Catherine was listening to Jace tell Lisa a story from her chair by the window in the lounge. Jacob was half listening to Jace and watching a rugby match on the TV. The story winning him over as she weaved the tale of two friends who lost each other in a forest, then had to go through various meetings with other forest dwellers before they were united.
When Jace had finished, Lisa was almost asleep, fortunately she had been bathed and in her night attire prior to the story telling. Jacob was told to go and clean up, he scowled briefly until Catherine gave him a stern look and he retreated.
Turning back suddenly he said to Catherine, ""Will you come by and say goodnight?" his tentative question made Jace turn towards the other woman in the room in surprise.
Catherine turned a shade pinker as she saw Jace look closely at her. "Sure, give me a yell as you get into bed, okay."
"Yeah." He ran up the stairs with a happy smile.
Jace moved in the chair ready to take Lisa to her room. "Here let me?" Catherine stated as she picked up the small bundle.
Jace stretched as she let go of her precious cargo. "Thanks, but I could have done that." Came the protest from the blonde.
"I know you could, but why bother when you can let me?" Came the low response. Both women looked at each other and smiled as they made their respective ways to Lisa's room.
Settling the child in the bed, Jace pushed the covers to her chin and tucked them in the side of the bed. Bending down she gently placed a kiss on the little girl's forehead.
Catherine watched in fascination and wondered what it would feel like to have those lips kiss her, then shook that thought from her head. Impossible! Catherine moved to the back of the room, as Jace made certain the child was asleep.
She turned and left the room and went back to the lounge with Jace following behind a few minutes later.
"I left the door ajar a little, just in case she has any bad dreams and needs someone."
"Yeah, good idea. Wonder how Grace is getting on with her date in town?" Catherine mused as she sat in the chair next to Jace.
"Oh, knowing Grace she will be having a great time, she's a very fun loving woman that one!" Jace smiled as she thought of her new friend.
"I know, she thinks you're wonderful too!" Catherine watched Jace look at her in confusion.
"I guess it's mutual then," Jace's face turning pink.
"Yes, most definitely." They then sat in companionable silence for a few minutes.
"What time do you leave tomorrow?" Catherine hadn't wanted to think about Jace leaving but it wouldn't go away and not acknowledging it only made things worse.
Jace looked at her friend, this wasn't exactly how she had envisaged spending their last few hours together, although she hadn't known what to expect.
"Peter is due to pick me up around ten in the morning, we have a coach waiting at the hotel to take us to Christchurch."
"I see. What time is your flight to LA?"
"I'm not sure but I suspect around six in the evening, funny we get the day back when we get home, passing the international dateline and the time zone differences." Jace spoke softly, giving Catherine the information she requested.
"Will you ring me.......us, when you arrive home?"
"Sure I'd love too, but it might be at a strange time here."
"You know us by now Jace, it's up all hours around here!"
"Do you ever come over to the States?" Jace held her breath as she waited for the answer.
Catherine pinned Jace with a warm blue gaze but then looked away.
"No, no I never go to the States!" She answered tiredly.
"Is there any reason for that? You travel, I know that much about you! Do you have interests in the States?" Not sure if she was over stepping her limit on the friendship line, she waited.
"I have extensive interests in the States, but I leave it to other people to cover it! They no longer need my 'skills' shall we say."
"What if I said I needed your skills, would you come to LA for me?" Jace didn't know how she had dared pose the question and what she really expected to gain by it, but it was way too late to take it back now!
Catherine turned to look at Jace and with her heart hammering in her chest she put a hand out and stroked a finger gently down her face.
"Do you know what that means to me, you're wanting to have me in your life?" was the soft reply.
Jace couldn't breath, so she certainly didn't answer immediately. The gentle touch on her face was doing far too much damage to her senses.
Then she finally gained control of her vocal chords. "No, tell me what it means to you Catherine?"
Catherine smiled, she looked very beautiful and entirely too sexy, for Jace's peace of mind. "I haven't wanted to be in anyone's life for quite sometime now, for you to ask me and for me to consider it, well let's just say it's a milestone in my life."
"So, will you come over?" Jace wondered if she should quit while she was ahead.
Catherine shook her head. "I'm sorry Jace, it's just not possible anymore, not for me!"
Jace looked in anguish as she saw the pain of old memories flicker over Catherine's face and just as she was about to ask what was behind the memories.
"I'm ready for bed now!" Came a reedy, young male voice from the staircase.
Catherine looked at Jace in apology and shrugged her shoulders as she exited the room to say goodnight to the boy.
Jace watched the retreating back and knew that the subject would be dropped; it wasn't as if they were anymore than friends, now was it? How could she keep on at a subject that obviously upset her friend?
'God's but I love you Catherine Warriorson, whatever it takes, however long it takes! I'm going to be there for you and one-day maybe you can love me too! You're far too important in my life to let you go and I'm not going too, not now, not ever!'
When Catherine came back in the room, Jace held the leather bound book she had borrowed and read, and offered it back to her.
"Have you finished it?"
"Yes, it was a classic. Your husband was a romantic." Jace looked for a reaction from Catherine, she received a shrug, not what she had expected.
"Yeah, well he believed in the eternal love principle I think."
"You didn't share that concept then?"
"Ah, no not exactly, I married him for security and stability when things got rough. I guess I loved him in a way, but not how he wanted or needed to be loved." She smiled briefly and looked out of the window.
"So, you're still looking for your soulmate?"
"Somehow, I think that doesn't apply to me Jace, I can seriously say I've never been in love, never will be, I'm not capable of the emotion."
Jace gave her a sad look from those green expressive eyes. "You're wrong Catherine, there's always someone out there for everyone, you just haven't found it yet, but don't ever give up looking."
Catherine looked at the anguish written on the expressive face, her words sounded familiar but she couldn't quite grasp the memory. "So you believe in the concept of a 'soulmate'?"
"Yeah, I do. Until I'd read the book I hadn't quite put a name tag on it, but it says exactly what I believe in." Jace accepted once again the subtle change in direction of their conversation.
"Well, you and Adam would have gotten along fine. I hope you find your 'soulmate' Jace, and it's not too long in finding you." Catherine smiled wryly.
Jace linked her hands with her friends and smiled. 'Oh Catherine if only you knew, you're my 'soulmate' and one day you will realise it too!' "I hope so too!" she replied as they spent the next couple of hours talking about Jace's job and the ranch, it was all trivial stuff but it made both women feel happier, until they finally felt exhausted enough to leave each others company and go to bed.
Leaving each with their thoughts and dreams and expectations for the future.
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