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of her “station” Patti had changed. She became distant and cold.  Then one day he had gone to her family home to talk to her father like a man and to let him know he loved his daughter and do all that he could to be the best husband to her that he could ever hope for and to ask him for his daughter’s hand in marriage. Engagement ring in tow, he had knocked on the front door only to be greeted by Patti and her fiancé.   She had accepted a proposal two weeks before but had not “gotten around” to telling him yet.
    Julian promised himself that day that he would never let another woman into his heart. He would never give another woman the upper hand over him.
    Julian had thought long and hard about his relationship with Patti and he knew he had shared and given too much too soon. That is why she had treated his heart like trash. Well no more, the next time he said the L word to another woman it would be because she said it first.
    ‘Lot of good that theory did you,’ he thought to himself. Pouring himself another glass of scotch, Julian sat there brooding and drinking his pain away.

 
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    Angela went about getting herself ready for bed. She put away the groceries she had bought earlier, took a shower and changed into a long black satin nightie she had from her days of being a rich man’s wife. She was on her way up her steps to her bedroom with a plate of strawberries and cheese when there was a banging on her front door.
    BANG, BANG, BANG
    “AHH,” she screamed dropping her plate.
    BANG BANG BANG
    “ANGIE, OPEN THE DOOR!!!” Julian yelled from the other side of the door.
    CHAPTER 7
    “JULIAN?” she yelled still terrified that someone was banging on her front door at one o’clock in the morning.
    “Yes, open the door!” he said.
    Angela grabbed her door knob yanking the door open forgetting she was still only in her nightie. Julian walked past her into the house as soon as she opened the door.
    “Julian, have you…?” she started to say but was cut off.
    “Is he still here or can we talk?” he said abruptly.
    “What?” she said confused as to who HE was and why the hell the “talk” could not wait until a decent hour.
    “You heard me. Is he here? Is he still in your bed?” he said. They had managed to end up in her living room through all the commotion. Julian was fuming; Angela had never seen him angry. ‘Why is he so hot to me right now?’ she was thinking.
    But she did not follow those thoughts.  Instead she said, “Julian, you have about five seconds to tell me what you are talking about before I kick you out of my…”  Angela started to say, but was cut off by Julian grabbing her and forcing her against the wall as he leaned in and kissed her. It started out as a hot, hard kiss and ended up has a leisurely, ardent, stimulating coupling of their lips. Angela was taken by surprise.  Initially she fought his tongue entering her mouth, but with his soft sensual lips pressed against hers, she could not resist anymore. Angela relaxed against him. His lips were firm yet tender and his tongue probed the inside of her mouth. The kiss deepened and Angela could feel his hands move along her body. First sliding down her side to her hips then back up to her chest where he cupped her right breast while his other hand kept her pinned closely to him. Julian placed his hands on her hips and gently squeezed them wanting more.
    Suddenly Julian broke the kiss and looked at her for a moment. Both of them reeling from the kiss, they stood there without speaking trying to catch their breath.
    “I...I...I’m sorry,” Julian said stepping back from her. Angela was still glued to the wall.
    ‘Did he just kiss me?’ she was thinking.  As pissed off as she was that he had just barged into her house at one o’clock in the morning yelling at her, she couldn’t focus on the anger because the desire and pleasure of the kiss had been more than she could have ever imagined and she had imagined it more