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Felicia or to his fascination with the fifties. He’d played it as careful as he could, knowing the feelings that were developing in him and knowing that if she found out the truth about him, she would probably run away screaming.
     
    “Maybe we should go,” Delia said dejectedly after she received no response from him. She pulled away and ran her fingers over her long hair which she had recently straightened.
     
    “Delia, I — ”
     
    “No, it’s okay. I don’t know what came over me. I’m so embarrassed.” She turned and dashed out of the nightclub.
     
    He had to be discreet. He had to use discretion.
     
    “Delia, I just don’t want to take advantage of you,” he said once he caught up with her in the hallway.
     
    “Chase, I’m a grown woman. I know what I’m doing.”
     
    Discreet. Discretion.
     
    “But there’s a lot you don’t know about me. I don’t want to hurt you.”
     
    “This has been the most romantic week of my life, Chase. I just wanted … I just thought … ”
     
    He sealed her lips with a kiss that made her melt in his arms.  They stumbled around the corridor until he had her pinned against a wall. His hands caressed the silky contours of her dress until they reached her glorious panty-less bottom.
     
    Screw discretion …
     

Chapter 4
     
    “So, what’s his name?” Donna Lee asked as she licked duck sauce off each of her fingers with a disgusting slurp sound.
     
    “I hate when you do that,” Delia said.
     
    “What?  It’s not like I’m sucking your fingers. Chill.”   She continued to slurp.
     
    “Donna Lee, please, we’re in public.”  Donna Lee let out a ferocious man-sized belch.  A few people in the Chinese restaurant turned around to see who could be so crass.  Most people assumed it was the overweight white man sitting in the table next to them.  No one imagined it would come from such a petite and elegant looking Asian woman. But they didn’t know Donna Lee.
     
    “You’re so embarrassing,” Delia said as she put her head down and tried to hide her face.  It was little things like this that made Delia wonder how they could have been brought up by the same parents.  But Donna Lee was full of surprises.  She loved obliterating the stereotypes people formed in their heads.  She loved the looks people gave her whenever she mentioned that she and Delia were sisters.  And she always found a way to mention it no matter what the situation.
     
    Most people assumed there was no way Delia could be related to the petite, Korean Donna Lee. Especially since Delia was … well, no one really knew for sure what Delia was.  They were both adopted when they were infants.  Donna Lee came straight from an agency located outside of Seoul.  She knew who her parents were and had even spoken to them on a few occasions.  Lee was her real parents’ last name so her adopted parents kept it as her middle name so she would never forget her true heritage.
     
    After finding out the truth about her infancy, Delia secretly called herself the “dumpster baby” or “nobody girl” whenever she got depressed.  But she felt she was getting better. She had to make sure she never used those nicknames again. Even though she had started to gain some self-confidence, it still didn’t change the fact that she had no idea where she came from. With her olive complexion, green eyes, and curly dark brown hair, Delia had imagined herself everything from white to black to Spanish.  For a while, she even thought she might be part Greek.  She finally settled on telling people she was of mixed race and leaving it at that.
     
    “I’ll stop, if you tell me about him.  You know you want to. You haven’t stopped smiling since we sat down.”  Donna Lee loved torturing her sister.  She always thought Delia was too uptight anyway.
     
    “Fine,” Delia said, actually happy to have an excuse to tell her about Chase.  Donna Lee took a napkin and cleaned her hands like the