Re: Savannah/Jenna
Savannah chuckled. "I'm not worried about Sam." The man was like some Buddha statue, and nothing touched him. He did his job, expected people to do theirs and wasn't surprised when some didn't.
"I am worried about you, because this isn't work, Jenna. This is it. There's no more being his daughter. Oh sure, there will be dinners and parties, but you will be his partner always, and he will expect you to behave as such all the time, during work hours and non, and when you don't, he will bite your head off, and if something happens to him, G will kill you, and I'm not exaggerating here." For once, there were no smiles. This was work, but it was work that would take over every part of their life. "I want to make sure that you do understand that your life just became work, every second of the day."