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curling, butterfly flapping, excited and anticipated sensation deep, down inside.
    "The three hundred metre high club?" I clarified and he chuckled.
    "Doesn't sound as good. But I promise it'll feel just as high." He watched me for a moment, then cocked his head and said, "Will she do it? Or is there no more red left?"
    Was there? I may have cut off one of my guys tonight and had plans to cull the rest. I may have wanted to seriously re-evaluate my lifestyle and try to figure a few things out in my head. But could I turn down a challenge, walk away from a situation that made me feel.. alive ?
    "Why are you doing this?" I asked instead.
    He blinked, straightened himself up from the lean he'd had towards my lips and offered that crooked smile.
    "Do you really need to know?" he finally said.
    Black Kelly would analyse, would dissect and disassemble.
    Red Kelly would take the chance, dive in and enjoy life.
    Could I embrace black so completely that I wouldn't allow red anywhere in my life anymore?
    I looked into Drew's beautiful grey eyes and decided I'd done enough rebuilding tonight. I'd take it one step at a time. Tonight was Matt. Tomorrow might be Dan.
    Right in this moment was Drew, and I wasn't ready to say goodbye.
    Enough!
    I took a step towards the elevator and still opened door.
    Drew followed silently behind.

Chapter 3
What Colour Are You?
    The ride up took forever. We had an escort; the elevator guy studiously keeping his eyes on the overhead numbers flashing on a digital screen as they indicated how high we were going. How fast we were ascending. He didn't look at us, he pretended he wasn't even there.
    But he was, and Drew and I stood on opposite sides of the elevator as it whizzed up the Sky Tower heading for - what was it? - a couple of hundred metres high. My stomach dropped away, and it wasn't entirely to do with a change in altitude. Drew had something planned, and knowing him, it would involve an audience, or the prospect of one.
    He knew how to push my buttons, from the very first day we were intimate, he'd worked me out. I'm not sure if it's because he's observant, or just that I am an open book when it comes to such things. Everyone thinks they know Kelly Quayle. They don't realise I show them what I want them to see.
    I hide all the rest.
    Deep, deep, deep.
    But Drew, he'd always been the best at reaching inside and finding a kernel of the truth. I wondered if that was his speciality. In court addressing the opposition in a case. Could he read them with just one look, like he did me?
    The first time I met him was in Sweet Seduction. He'd come in with Dominic, who at the time was interested in Gen. They'd sat and had coffees, Dom's eyes never leaving Genevieve's. Drew's on mine. No one noticed, Gen and Dominic's rapid romance stole everyone's interest, that was for sure. But when he left, and walked past the counter I was standing behind, those grey eyes met mine. They looked inside me, somehow stripped me bare, and he offered the first I'd seen of that crooked smirk.
    We hadn't said a word to each other, but when I found him next at Dominic's, while Gen was recouping from a serious injury, he followed me from the bustling lounge where everyone had congregated to cheer up my girl.
    The first actual words - although our eyes had said a hell of a lot by then - out of his mouth were, "I'm going to fuck you against the wall. Right here. Ten feet away from everyone else."
    How had he known? Twenty minutes watching me in the store. Five minutes staring at me at Dominic's house. And the first words out of his mouth were those?
    Needless to say I let him. There was something primal and hungry in his tone, in his gaze. That completely matched mine. His kisses along the back of my neck were tender, caring even. His touch, heated and sure, against the skin of my arms were caresses, feather-light and gentle. He placed my hands on the wall beneath some artwork I couldn't even focus on, spread my feet with one of his