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make arrangements for two additional deliveries to a woman in New York.  And
the fact that he called at a time when he was supposed to be out with Mikayla
put a smile on Marcy’s face.  Marcy didn’t trust Mikayla and hoped that the
relationship would soon end.
     

Chapter 7
     
                    The buzzer sounded as I was getting dressed
to go to the gym and I peeked out the window to see who could be at the door so
early on a Saturday morning.  Charles stood in full uniform and removed his cap
with a smile, greeting me with a slight bow.   In his left arm was a large
flower box.  “Good morning Ms. York”.
                    I opened the door.  “Good Morning Charles,
this is an unexpected visit.”  
                    Charles extended his arms to pass me the box
he was carrying.  “Mr. Jenner asked that I deliver these to you and see that
you are driven on any errands you need to run today.”
                     I smiled and offered him to come in, but he
politely declined.   “I was just getting ready to go to the gym, if you don’t
mind waiting; I’ll be ready in a few minutes.”
                    “Take all the time you need Miss York, I’m
yours for the day.” 
    ***
                    Charles dropped me off back at my apartment
after a morning at the gym, followed by running half a dozen errands that would
have taken me twice as long on the subway.  Opening the door to my apartment,
the smell of two dozen lilac and yellow roses filled the air.  I closed my eyes
and smiled, opening to gaze at the beautiful, erotic picture now hanging just
four feet from the foot of my bed. 
                    Later that evening Kennedy called and we
spoke longer this time.  I told him about my new job, my move from Oregon, and a
little about Shauna.   The conversation seemed oddly normal and familiar. 
I didn’t ask him what he did the night before and he didn’t ask me. 
                    The next week flew by and, although I spoke
to Kennedy every day, I didn’t ask when he was coming back to the city.  I
wanted to know but was afraid to ask, although I was not quite sure why.
    ***
                    Friday afternoon as I was getting ready to
leave work, my cell phone rang and I smiled seeing his number.  “Hi.”  
                    “Are you on birth control?”  His voice was
deep and tone even.  I could tell it was asked a serious question and not a
flirty game.  He wanted a serious answer. Flush seeped up my face.  The man
could make me blush with only a word on the phone. 
                    Through the corner of my eye, I saw the
hotel manager, George, heading my way.  “Umm…yes I am, but could we possibly
talk about this later, I’d rather not have my boss know about my sex life, or
lack thereof, and he is walking right toward me.”
                    “We can continue this conversation later,
but I am happy to know about your ‘lack thereof’ of a sex life.”  I could hear
him smiling smugly through the phone.  I bet that response earned a visit from
both dimples. 
                    George arrived and we hung up.  “Hope, I’m
sorry to ask so late on a Friday, but there is a VIP in the Penthouse suite
that wants to discuss holding a large event here.” 
                    “No problem George, I’m happy to do it.”
                     I sent a quick text to Shauna to tell her
about the change in plans and to go on to happy hour without me.
    ***
                    I’d toured the penthouse suite on my first
day when it was vacant and knew that it was luxe.  It occupied almost half of
an entire floor and there was a parlor and dining room where we could sit and
discuss planning an event.  I buzzed the suite and looked over the folder
George