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Charlie?"
    "Maybe both." He ran a hand over her shoulder, down her arm and laced his fingers with hers.  "Had enough culture for today?" he asked and led her back to the elevator and out of the museum.
    "Never! Isn't a Broadway show next on the list?"
    He frowned, "Slow down, Hannah. You'll have done the whole city in one week. What would we do with your other three?"
    She pulled him to a stop, stood on tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the lips.
    "I'm sure we wouldn't have a problem coming up with things."
    "Things could be good." He smiled and kissed her in return. "But," he pushed her backwards and turned to keep walking, "I have an honor bound duty as your tour guide to make sure you are exposed to as much of New York City as possible. My Queens apartment can't be your only stop."
    "You're the one who didn't want to see a show!" She stated flatly, stung by his rejection.
    "I just said slow down. I already have tickets for us to see a show next weekend. I was hoping to indulge in a little tourist action this evening and show you Times Square."
    "Oh, well, I guess that's OK then."
    "You guess?" He grabbed her hand and pulled her along the taxi-lined path that led into the park. Everywhere she looked people were lounging or playing. Couples walked holding hands. Children shrieked. Runners ran in large groups.
    A few yards to her right stood a man near a fountain waving something in the air.  As they walked closer, she could see it was a giant wand that he used to create bubbles. Massive bubbles at least two feet in diameter danced on the breeze that drifted through the air.
    "That's so cool," she said and stopped to watch as children came forward to try.
    Hannah felt Charlie's eyes on her. His gaze made her skin tingle. How could it be that just yesterday she'd been so sure she would never touch this man and now she couldn't stand to be out of his reach? Of course, had he not confessed to marrying Nadia in name only, their experience today would be very different.
    "Charles?" she asked as they started to walk again. "Does Nadia know about me?"
    "Do you mean does she know who you are or does she know we're together?"
    Seeing his brows draw together made her nervous. She suddenly felt like she didn't know as much as she thought she did.
    "Both," she said glancing at his profile while he continued looking straight ahead.
    "Nadia had already left for Morocco by the time you invited yourself to stay with me," he teased. "So, no. She doesn't know you're here or that we're together, but she absolutely knows who you are."
    Hannah didn't know how to respond so she stayed thoughtfully quiet. It was understandable that she didn't know about her visit. Who knew how often they spoke? Perhaps it just hadn't come up in conversation. But surely, if Nadia knew who she was, then he would have mentioned her had they talked. If their marriage were truly one of convenience it wouldn't be any problem.
    "So you haven't talked to her since she left?" she asked.
    "No, I have."
    What was he holding back? Why didn't his wife and best friend know about her visit if she knew about her existence?
    "I don't understand. How could my month long visit not come up in discussion?"
    "Hannah," he ran his hand through his chocolate curls, slightly sweat dampened by the heat of the afternoon sun. "Nadia's a little sensitive when it comes to you. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable or insecure, especially since I really had no idea that any of the ‘things’ that happened between us would even happen." He smiled.
    "But," she started.
    "I wanted them, yes. I've always wanted them, but I never in my wildest dreams thought you would want me back."
    "You seemed so sure of yourself," she said.
    "Well, I'm a man," he laughed. "I'm always going to try and make you believe that I can do what I set out to do."
    Hannah looked down at their hands wrapped around each other. They fit. Years of holding hands with the wrong man made it feel that much more obvious when you