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Author: joystick Published: 2/28/2007 story views: 725
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she informed him that everything was put away
“Very good. You were right I do need you more than Mary and Kasemah, opps, Cassandra. Thank you. Is there anything else?” Fazzi asked.
“No I'll get ready for your guests now and start your lunch. Your suit was clean but looked like it could use a little steaming. Would you like me to do that for you, sir?” She asked.
“Never mind let it hang I will check it out later and let you know.” He said and then returned to his mail. When he had gone through the mail he sat back in his soft leather chair and began thinking about what he was going to tell Allie and Hassan later in the day. Should he rake them over the coals or just burn their edges a little. While he was contemplating their futures, the phone rang.
“Fazzi here.”
“Hello, lov.” Joseph said. “I see you are home, did everything go well?”
“Everything went very well, except that I missed you very much.” He answered. “I do so look forward to the day when you will be able to accompany me on these trips. By the way I have regards for you from Mary and Kassie. You do know she has changed her name to Cassandra. Don't you?”
“No I did not know that. Did they call?”
“No. I saw them in Deerborn. I just made a short trip out there on business and gave them a call just to see if they were doing well. They were surprised to hear from me, but they were glad after the shock wore off and they send their love, especially Kassie. My darling you are going to have to do something soon about her. The fool still loves you and while she did not say it - she still has hopes you will come for her someday. Perhaps she has visions of you charging up there on that white horse of yours.”
“I'm sorry about that but that is my fault! I keep calling her at least five or six times a week. Perhaps I should cut that down. I cannot have her hoping and thinking that I want her back. It would be too much of a letdown when she realizes that I am no longer in love with her and no longer want or need her.”
“Well if you don't want her to keep thinking that, then you had better at least cut down on the calls.” He said, “But Yussef, remember that for now we both need her as a cover. But if you feel you need to tell her the full truth… don't let it stop you. I can always use the excuse that you are going to be my adopted son to explain your living here. Anyway, I am reaching the point where I don't really care what others think any more.”
“Fazzi, habibi, like I just told you, I have no need for her, except for the need to maintain the cover that our pending marriage brings. Once I am free of the fucking army, I will be free to drop the charade. You are my only need now. You are the one that I have decided to spend my life with for as long as you want me.” (He still almost chocked on these words, but found that it was getting easier and easier to lie. He was becoming quite the actor. He wondered if