I picked out my outfit a few times, before finally settling on a nice navy skirt (with panties this time, shit I still needed to get my dress clean I realized), and a bone white blouse. Stocking and heels. Then I power-fidgeted through my apartment generally making things cleaner. I made my bed and straightened my room, and I was on the stoop by 6:45. If I thought my workday went slowly, that last 15 minutes took years to pass.When John stepped out of the cab I was already moving. I couldn't help it. I need to feel his arms around me. It was a compulsion. Luckily, he was ready and didn't drop me. I'm also lucky I didn't tear my skirt to shreds when I threw my legs around him. God he's a big man. Flashes of that pillar, and of oak trees crashed through my mind as I reveled in his scent.I mumbled something about how happy I was to see him, carefully using Jonathon, instead of what I wanted to say. As much as I hoped for, I wasn't ready to abandon our fiction no matter how thin in case. Jafar turned to Amahl. "The tales of your kitchen are as hard to believe as those about the beauty of your wife. Yet, now I see that both are true. Perhaps, I have mistrusted you, Amahl."Amahl only smiled. "Or perhaps not, Jafar."Jafar sensed a trap, but he suddenly felt very weak. He tried to stand, but fell back into the cushions. "So there was poison, Amahl." Jafar tried to draw his sword, but his arm trembled, and his strength failed him. As he lay on the cushions, he looked to his men about the table. He could see that his men now all were suffering as he was. "Were you so eager to kill me that you would kill your wife as well?" My wife is fine, Jafar. Look at her if you doubt me."Jafar looked. Sindara seemed to shimmer as he stared due to the dizziness that he felt, but she seemed to be in no discomfort. "There are other ways to deal with an enemy than to kill him," she said. "Look at your men once again, Jafar."Jafar looked. The men seemed to be.
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