"How much longer do I have to put up with this?" I question Christian from where I sit in front
of the television.
He looks at the gossip showing in on the news about my pregnancy and scowls.
"I'm sorry Lisa. We can't do an official interview for the chameleon and answer relashionship
questions until the movie is done with filming. We still have another week."
I frown and listen to my stomach growl like a whale.
"That's it," I say turning tv off and bolting off the couch.
"Something needs to get done around here and since you clearly have no intention of hiring
Sierra back, I'm calling in a bunch of local chef's to find one who will work here."
Christian crosses his arms and smiles.
"Oh really?"
I nod my head and move my nose only an inch away from his.
"Really. I'm starvin
