> Derek turned his attention back to Julia, covering her hand with his other > one "I'm fine, a little sore, but fine. I've been tossed around like that > for a long time." > > "True," Julia admitted "But it doesn't mean I'm still not concerned or don't > like it."
"I know, but only only slightly bruised," he assured her squeezing her hand firmly. "Nothing to worry about." > Just then Markham showed up at the door and walked over. > > "Oh, he's fine." Julia replied with a smile, not about to get into what > happened, much less undermine Derek by making him look like someone who > couldn't handle the bumps and grinds of their 'job'. The waitress came back > with their drinks and took the photographer's order. > "Have you spoken with your father Mr. Markham?"
