"Where were you last night?"He paused in the act of buttering a roll. "Out.""With Sue Ann." She threw a newspaper down on the table in front of him. "Your picture is on the front page."Dax looked down at it, then back at her. "Those paparazzi never really take good pictures, do they?""You didn't tell me Sue Ann was here."Dax took another bite of the roll and a swallow of coffee. "I didn't think you cared about her that much.""But we were supposed to have dinner last night," she all but wailed."That's right. I waited here for you until ten o'clock, then I called the studio. They said you'd be working until midnight finishing the picture so I figured you'd be too tired to do anything but go to sleep."Dee Dee stared at him silently.Calmly Dax buttered another roll. "Now be a good little girl and go back to your room and get some more sleep. You know I don't like arguments at breakfast.""I'm getting sick and tired of having Sue Ann show up everywhere we go.""I can't tell Sue Ann where to go.
