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us.”
    “Yes, so did I, but seeing you here, in person, has made me realise I shouldn’t have left when I did. I am so sorry for that.” I can see the anguish in his eyes.
    “Alex, no more sadness. I’m only here for the weekend to see you and enjoy you. I’m happy and want you to be happy too.” I lean and give him a soft kiss on the lips. I have an urge to deepen it, make it something else. Then I remember where we are, sitting in the back of a limousine, and we’re not alone.

THE CAR COMES TO A stop outside a tall building in what I know is in an incredibly wealthy part of Manhattan. The topic came up during one of our late-night calls. Murphy gets out and quickly opens my door. He gives me his hand to help me out. Alex has gotten out the other side and takes my hand from Murphy. I stand and gaze up at the impressive building in front of me. It goes on for miles, fading into the skyline.
    “I don’t usually come in this entrance,” Alex tells me. “We usually come in from the parking lot, but I thought you might appreciate seeing the building in all its glory. Come on—let’s get you inside. We have a lot to catch up on.” I see the glimmer in his eyes, and I’m glad to see we’re both on the same wavelength.
    “What about my case?”
    “Murphy will bring it up when he parks the car.” Alex gently tugs my hand, indicating that I should start moving my feet, but they are stuck firmly in the spot as I take in the beauty of the buildings around me. Just how I imagined it would look.
    “Come on,” he says. “If you’re enjoying this view, wait till you see it from up there.” He points upward. I already know he stays in the penthouse—so the views must be spectacular.
    “Okay,” I say as he leans down. His lips brush gently against mine.
    “Mr. Mathews, miss,” the doorman says as we enter a grand hallway. This place could give my hotel a run for its money. It’s stunning.
    We head toward the lift that’s farthest away. I don’t know what to expect of Alex’s place. He has been vague about it during conversations, but it won’t be long before I find out.
    As soon as the elevator doors close, I turn and face him, throwing my arms around his neck, much to his delight. His arms go around my waist. I gently pull him toward me and smile.
    “Miss Stewart, can you not wait until we’re inside?”
    “No, but I’ll settle for a kiss.”
    “If the lady wants a kiss, who am I to refuse?”
    Our lips meet with passion and force. This is what I wanted to do in the car. I kiss him hard, taking him by surprise. I can feel his heart race at about the same pace as my own. I run my fingers through his hair, tugging slightly. He lets out a small moan—a moan of pleasure. This afternoon is going to be interesting.
    “We’re here,” he says, pulling his lips away from mine.
    He takes my hand and pulls me out of the lift. He pauses as we enter his hallway, and he turns toward me and smiles. It’s stunning. Modern and contemporary. Bright and light.
    I stand and stare, but Alex pulls me along. “Come on, we can’t stand here all day. I have other plans.” He grins. “Let’s give you a brief tour of this floor.”
    I’m not sure what he means by brief tour, but he pulls me from one room to another. I don’t think my feet even touch the floor. I learn that on this floor, there is a staff accommodation for Murphy and his wife. Their accommodation is huge,nearly as big as my flat back home. There are two offices, a formal dining room, a sitting room, a gym, a media and games room, and two guest bedrooms, and then there is the living room and kitchen.
    What can I say about these two rooms? The living room is vast, with glass windows. I walk toward them. Breath-taking. Beautiful, unobstructed panoramic views of this wonderful city as far as my eyes can see. I love it. He has a black-and-white theme going on. Again, extremely modern.
    The kitchen is where I meet Murphy’s wife.
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