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her eyes through the spread fingers of her hands. I got the feeling she was ogling Richard. Who could blame her?
    We kissed our way back into his apartment and closed the door behind us. As I ran my hands down his broad back and gently stroked his handsome face, I wondered how I could have found the strength to walk away from Richard and leave behind the love we shared. He was right about one thing: our love was indeed special. It was the kind that people seek, but only a few find. When he held me in his arms, I felt like the most beautiful woman in the world. He had the power to make me feel so alive. All he had to do was touch me, and I could feel my blood coursing through my veins awakening all my senses that had lain dormant for way too long.
    Richard swept me up, as if I were weightless, into his strong arms and carried me back into his bedroom. He set me down on the bed and dropped down next to me. He merely looked at me for one long moment, kissing me with only his eyes. “If only you knew how much I adored you, lady…”
    I ran my hand down the side of his face. “I think I do.”
    Then, his lips covered mine. The kiss was slow and thoughtful, but powerful enough to send shivers of desire racing through my body. I never wanted a man as much as I wanted Richard. I gave myself freely to the passion that was quickly building between us.
    Suddenly, my clothing had become a restraint. I undressed quickly as Richard slid off his jeans. I welcomed him into my body and was soon lost in the hot tide of passion that raged through us both—abandoning myself to a whirl of sensation that finally exploded in uncontrollable pleasure.
    Lying in bed afterwards, Richard took ten years from my life when he said, “We can’t get married tomorrow.”
    As crazy as it may seem, the first thing that went through my mind was that he’d changed his. Speechless and terribly hurt, I turned and shot him a blank stare.
    When he saw the look on my face, he exclaimed, “Babe, just empty whatever’s going through that beautiful head of yours, right now!”
    I exhaled audibly. I hadn’t even realized I was holding my breath.
    “What I meant to say, was that I don’t want to get hitched in front of a Justice of the Peace. I’m going to be the happiest guy in the world when I marry you, and I want a real wedding where all our friends can see and share my happiness.”
    “Is that what you really want?” I asked.
    He bent down and kissed me. “More than anything, baby.”
     
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    The following day, when I got to the office, Eve was already there talking to Ray Johnson, the real estate agent who’d been hired a few months before me. He was a nice guy who dressed well in expensive, tailored suits. His features, which looked as if they’d been sculpted from granite, gave him a rugged, outdoorsy look, which the ladies found most appealing. Aside from being charming, he spoke in a soft baritone, which helped him sound sincere. Although he was married with three kids, I often thought he and Eve had something going on. It was just a feeling I had, nothing substantial. Since it wasn’t my business, I kept those feelings to myself.
    I dropped my purse into my desk drawer and went over to the coffeemaker to pour myself a cup. Still radiating with happiness, I walked over to Ray’s desk.
    “Good morning!” I blurted out.
    “Well, aren’t you the happy camper this morning,” Ray said.
    “Win Lotto?” asked Eve.
    I laughed and gave my usual reply. “Don’t you have to play to win?”
    “Okay, so it’s not Lotto. What gives?” asked Ray.
    “I’m getting married!”
    “Geoffrey finally got some sense knocked into that stupid head of his?” Ray said.
    “That’ll never happen,” replied Eve coolly.
    “It’s Richard, the corporate lawyer. I know I’ve mentioned him to you, Ray.”
    “Oh, yeah, I remember now. Congratulations.”
    “When’s the big day?” Eve asked.
    “We didn’t pick one yet. Still in the planning