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Grayson's hand. "Don't worry, I’ve made the right decision this time," she said confidently and finished her glass of wine. Warm and comfortable, she closed her eyes.
    She returned to that incredible night when she first met Jason at Arthur's. From then on, her life was a whirlwind: traveling, entertaining, dining at the Oak Room, Tavern on the Green, Twenty-one. Fresh flowers were delivered to her every day. Jason’s gifts fluctuated from one extreme to another. One day he'd send a single red rose in a Baccarat bud vase and the next her favorite, violets in a wicker basket. More often than not, Jason's secretary would call to inform her that a limo would arrive at their house in a few hours to whisk her off to the airport. Jason had made a name for himself as one of the leading architects in the United States.
    He flew all over the world to meet with clients and he expected her to go with him. The life she had planned had been on hold since her parents' death and her relationship with Jason gave her a welcomed reprieve. There was never a dull moment. She fell in love with Jason’s lifestyle . . . the unpredictability and excitement. All too soon, she realized her life centered on playing hostess to his clients . . . catering to his needs.  In the process, she’d given up her painting and a large part of herself. She didn’t like the person she had become.
    Her eyes flew open when she heard the pilot announce their descent. The Fasten Your Seat Belt sign went on and before long, they landed in Denver.
    Andrea gently removed the book from Grayson’s hand and whispered her name. Grayson sat up immediately and gave Andrea a wide smile. "I must have fallen asleep. It had to be the wine."
     
    "Look at t hat snow!" Andrea's eyes opened wide and the golden flecks sparkled.
    Grayson followed Andrea's glance. "It should be great for the skiers," she said as she straightened her jacket and fluffed her hair.                           
    When Andrea stepped into the aisle, she was surprised when she recognized the same man whom she’d seen going into Emily’s house this morning. He wore the same blue wool blazer and gray flannel slacks. His white turtleneck intensified his deep tan and piercing blue eyes.
    When he glanced in her direction, he nodded and smiled. Their eyes locked and she felt a rush of heat that turned her face crimson.
    Instantly , the memory of the Christmas party burst through her subconscious. It's Kurt, Emily's brother! I haven't seen him in four or five years. It’s no wonder I didn’t recognize him. He’s as dark as chestnut and he has a full, thick beard. He’s even more handsome than I remember. I wonder what he's doing back in the States and why Emily didn't tell me he came home. What a coincidence. Only Emily knew I was meeting Jason this weekend. Hmm.
    Grayson stood and watched the confused expression on Andrea's face. "Are you okay, Dear?"
    "Yes, I'm fine. I just saw someone else that I hadn't seen in a number of years."
     
    "Well, it must be your lucky day," Grayson said with a smile and hugged Andrea to her.
    "Grayson, I have your friend's phone number and I'll call you. Maybe we can have dinner one night before I go back to New York."
    "Wonderful! "
    “Grayson , do you need help with your luggage?"
    "No , Dear. There’s a chauffeur waiting for me. He'll help me with everything. Go, go," she insisted. "You don't want to be late."  
    Andrea looked at Grayson, barely able to say goodbye. She tucked Grayson's Taos, New Mexico address and phone number into her purse and embraced her affectionately.
    "I'll call to let you know how everything turns out. If you decide to stay longer, I’ll be here the rest of the week," Andrea said and gave Grayson a quick peck on the cheek.
     
    Kurt watched from a few rows back as Andrea talked with someone standing between the seats.  He saw her kiss the woman and then work her way toward the exit. He tried to follow her, but there