His hair length and whether or not he wore a beard, was constantly changing.His hair length and whether or not he wore a beard, was constantly changing. He hadn't gained any weight and he was tanned. His mouth and eyes is what intrigued her. They were capable of laughing and cold silence at the same time. It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul. His eyes told nothing. Jeremy's eyes seldom did. Jeremy opened the car door for her and after she got in, he took her bag. He went around to his side and opened the door and threw her bag onto the back seat. After starting the car, he opened the center arm rest and took out a sleep mask. "Put this on and don't remove it until I tell you." As Melissa put on the mask and her visual world was shut off, she heard strains of Beethovens's 1st and 2nd Sonatas playing. "I know that you like classical music and I brought some of my favorites for us to listen to." he said. As the cello and the piano played, she began to relax. "What have you been doing the last few months?" he asked. "Just working and trying to stay busy. My father was here a few months ago on his way to Singapore. I was offered some new training for work but I turned it down because they couldn't promise me any substantial promotion afterwards. Where have you been and what have you been up to?" Jeremy was quiet for a moment before answering. When he spoke, his voice was smooth and with a touch of an accent. "I've been in and out of the area a couple of times since the last time you saw me. I couldn't contact you because of the projects. The rest of the time, I've been wearing my troubleshooter's hat and have been jumping from one hot spot to another." They continued to talk about everything except what she really wanted to know, what was going to happen this weekend. They had been driving for about 45 minutes in heavy traffic when they turned off onto a smaller road. The traffic was lighter now and she could tell that they were going uphill through a series of switchbacks. |