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experience. And she just knew she was kissing her soulmate. She eased back for a breath, preparing to look into Karl’s eyes and see his love for her staring back.
    Anna woke abruptly and shot upright, sweat beading on her forehead.
    What the. . .?
    Despite the heat and humidity of the night, she pulled the sheets over her shoulders as if embarrassed. Because it hadn’t been Karl’s face she’d seen after the kiss – but Charlie’s.

7
    Anna kept busy on Saturday with household chores and grocery shopping, and by the afternoon had managed to forget about her dream. Until Sunday morning, when she awoke from a similarly confusing dream in which she was farewelling Charlie on his flight to Los Angeles and Karl pulled her away from him. When she turned back to Charlie, he was gone. She’d woken with a sense of sadness at having missed a proper goodbye.
    That dream too, had dissolved from her consciousness once Karl had picked her up for a day out together. He’d spent Saturday fixing the water damage to his apartment and buying a new sofa, and when Sunday brought blue skies and summer sun he’d asked Anna out boating. It’d been nice to spend time together outdoors and get to know each other better. Even if she did end up a little sunburnt from forgetting to bring extra sunscreen. He’d treated her like a star – held her hand as she got in and out of the boat, told her how gorgeous she looked with the sun reflecting off her silky blonde hair, and wrapped his arms around her saying he didn’t want the day to end. They’d gone to a waterfront seafood restaurant for lunch, which was beautiful, apart from the seven intrusions on their privacy from fans requesting Karl’s autograph.
    Just once, Anna had thought, I’d like to be recognized too.
    Monday on set had been hectic, and they’d brought in a choreographer to coordinate the dance scenes for the hospital fundraising ball that was to form part of the show’s finale. Bodies jived and music blared, but unfortunately Anna didn’t get anywhere near Karl, though she was paired with Charlie for the dancing which made for a fun experience. Especially when he took on the chicken dance while the director and choreographer weren’t looking.
    Anna smiled at the memory as she turned into 4 th Avenue, stopping briefly to glance back at Macy’s.
    I wonder if I have time for some quick retail therapy. . .
    Not that she needed therapy, but could definitely do with some new lingerie now things were heating up with Karl. She turned her wrist to check the time and twisted her lips to one side.
    Nah. . .If I start shopping now I might not stop.
    She continued through the park and downtown streets to Milton Tower, humming the classic song Moondance on the way. It had been stuck in her head all morning and was on permanent replay in her mind.
    Those familiar butterflies flapped inside as Anna stepped in the elevator, inserted her access key, and pressed the button for the third floor. She planned on asking Karl if he wanted to have dinner with her tonight, and couldn’t wait for the workday to be over. When the door opened she hitched her bag strap on her shoulder and headed toward the coffee stand.
    â€œGood morning! Here you go,” the curly-haired woman said, handing Anna a soy hot chocolate.
    â€œThanks. You have perfect timing, you know that?” Anna smiled.
    â€œYou’re welcome. Timing is everything, isn’t it?” She winked and proceeded to make another drink.
    Karl was nowhere to be seen, so Anna snuck up behind Charlie who was practicing his dance moves. She raised her finger in readiness to tap him on the shoulder but stopped.
    Charlie was singing to himself.
    That in itself wasn’t unusual; he often hummed, sang, or whistled around the set. But the song he was singing sent shivers up Anna’s spine.
    â€œOh hey, trying to scare me, huh?” Charlie spun