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we have the dinner meeting here on Thursday, or is the venue already set up?” His behavior was abrupt and almost dismissing.
    “Of course Grayson, I am to pick the venue and your choice is perfect. We should verify accommodations with the maitre d' on the way out.” As I stood, Grayson offered his arm and walked me to the front, so that we could finalize a dinner meeting for Thursday. Reaching the restaurant lobby, he acted as though he wanted to kiss me. I waited, but instead, he sweetly touched the side of my face with his finger before taking his hand away. We said our goodbyes and a sense of sadness came over me; our wonderful dinner had come to an end. However, I was hoping that a new relationship was building.
     
     

 
    Chapter 2
     
    Back at home, Coop wanted to know all the details of my evening out. He kept me up way too late doing the 20/20 on Grayson. By the time I got in to bed, all I could think about was that Thursday couldn’t get here quick enough. Lying in my bed, I had sensual thoughts about a relationship with him. My body stirred. My mind is adrift in a fantasy about him. I wanted to kiss those full, red lips. I wanted to know what it felt like to have his arms wrapped around me. I could picture myself happy with him. It was way off base to think those thoughts and that scared me, but I could not get the chemistry between us off my mind.
    I decided to start my morning off with an early run to beat the heat, clear my head and process last night’s information . Exiting the gates, I noticed shoulders ahead of me that looked vaguely familiar. My suspicions were correct, delicious Dr. Brooks was out for a morning run. God he is sexy from the back, I could stare at that view of him all day. As to not be seen in my running attire, that clearly shows my lack of boobs, I decide to go a different route. That ended my glorious view of Dr. Brooks.
    Finishing my run, I find my way back to the front gate. Still entranced in the music playing through my iPod, I feel a hand grabbing my arm. I go into complete defense training mode and give a hard kick to my would-be attacker!
    Uh-oh, I’m toast! I turn around to find that it is Grayson grabbing my arm and I just kicked the breath out of him, he’s all doubled over !
    “Grayson, I am so sorry! I was not expecting,” he cut me off.
    “Alexandra, you just shortened my life-span and put an end to any children I would want to have! Good grief, are you trying to kill me? I was only going to say hello and ask you if you would like to join me for dinner tonight. Now, I think I may need to be a patient, I feel like I am dying!” By this point, he is literally rolling on the ground.
    “Grayson, I am so sorry! You caught me by surprise. I was in my own little world!”
    “I called your name, but you didn’t respond, I guess the volume was up too high in your ears!” Pausing for a moment, “This week is the last week for Creya, the jazz artist , to play at Sambuca’s, and I wanted you to join me for dinner and dancing if you, and now me, are up to it!”
    He didn’t wait until I responded yes, “What is your apartment number? Our reservations are for 7:30 tonight.”
    Reservations, what reservations, they aren’t open yet and we almost closed them down last night. He must have gone back in after we left or phoned them after I walked away. I am so loving this charming man!
    “Alexandra, hello, Earth to Alexandra. Your apartment number? I will be there by 7 if that is okay?” Helping him to his feet, I gave him my apartment number and quickly headed home. So self-aware that my running clothes do not enhance, my non-enhanced, breasts in a good way. However, Cooper, always shedding the fun light, says I have the tallest, tight-ass and nothing shows it better than my workout gear. He should know. He picked them out. Leave it to Coop to point out perfection rather than flaws, oddly something you don’t see often with models.
    I spent the rest of the morning