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get you sucka’!” eyes. Knowing he had disappointed her, he gave her a quick, dry peck on her forehead.
    “I’m sorry you didn’t come, love. We’ll do this again, soon; honest. Cheery-OH.”
    And he left her. He left her unfulfilled and horny as hell! Needing release in the worst way, she rummaged through her nightstand and took out her cute little pink electric buddy. She switched it on and let it do what Harrison didn’t have enough time for.She had her orgasm, but it was empty. She wanted him. She liked to hold him when she came. The pillow just wouldn’t do the trick.
    As the vibrations subsided, Nicola began to cry. What was wrong with her and Harrison? They’d been married more than five years and she could feel him slowly drifting away. And it scared her, for she still loved him as much now as she did in the beginning. In fact…she loved him more, if that was at all possible.
    In the beginning, it was all good. It was the best.
    They first met over six years ago, at a McDonald’s on 125th Street in Harlem. Nicola was sitting alone, totally engrossed in a laboratory science magazine and a bag of fries when she was summoned back to earth by a crisp, proper, British-accented voice. “I hope you enjoyed your meal. Miss, I’m sorry to interrupt but I just wanted…”
    Nicola looked up at a pair of the warmest caramel-colored eyes she’d ever seen. They hypnotized her from the first moment she made contact.
    “I just wanted to introduce myself. I’m Harrison James, the new owner of this restaurant. I signed the papers today.”
    From that quaint meeting, they slowly began dating. Nicola was initially unclear about her warm reaction to Harrison. Men had approached her over the years that were far more attractive. In fact, at just five-foot-seven, with a reddish brown complexion and being slightly overweight, he was barely cute. But what he did have, and what these other “gorgeous” men would never have, was a kind, giving, and loving spirit that was more beautiful than merely being “handsome” could ever be.
    Harrison was a devout Catholic and very old-fashioned about the mating ritual. This suited Nicola very well. She enjoyed the slow, non-threatening pace of their relationship. It was twomonths before he attempted to kiss her, and petting didn’t enter the picture until six months after they met. Nicola was comfortable with Harrison leading their way into the intimate aspects of their relationship.
    She was in love with him from the very beginning. He was kind, industrious, and thoughtful. Born and raised in London, England, his mother, originally from Jamaica, relocated the family to New York City when Harrison was in high school. A brilliant student, he easily obtained a college scholarship to Columbia University.
    At the time they met, she was twenty and he was thirty-two years old. Thanks to investing a large payout from a lottery win into a McDonald’s restaurant eight years ago, he now had sixteen restaurants and several properties in New York and Florida to call his own. He was a millionaire who took great care of his mother. His two sisters and several other relatives were now in college, thanks to his financial support.
    Nicola loved his devotion to family and religion, and chose to convert to Catholicism. This pleased Harrison. When she had completed the process, he surprised her with a trip to Rome to visit the Vatican. He told her, every Catholic should go there once in their lives.
    Rome was a wonderful holiday for them. He proposed to her after they attended a prayer session led by the Pope. Nicola was beside her self with joy. She hugged him and accepted. That moment firmly erased all the pain and joylessness that had been her constant companion since she was born.
    After their Roman holiday, they flew to the beautiful Seychelles Islands in the Indian Ocean. They boarded the private yacht, Nicola’s Beauty. Under Harrison’s direction, the owner had temporarily changed the name.