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me finding myself tangled in the arms of an obsessive psychopath."
    "I take it you've had this talk with others before?"
    "Perhaps," he chuckles.   "But none with a three week time limit."
    "You really think your mom will cut you off for something so silly?"
    "Well."   He moves his hand close to mine, making my breaths silently quicken.   "I have been sort of . . . procrastinating I guess.   I've been busy."
    "Rex," I swallow.   "Just how long have you been on the hunt ?"   His face cringes a little.
    "Awhile . . ."   His gaze moves to the seaside view.   I knew that look better than anyone.   Something was on his mind.   Something important.   There was something else he wasn't telling me.   I take a stab at it.
    "Your mom thinks you're dating someone, doesn't she?"
    Rex looks surprised.
    "How did you-"
    "Just a guess," I interrupt.
    "Kat, my work is very important to me."
    "Then explain that to your mom," I suggest.   I tuck a strand of hair behind my ears.   What was I doing?   Trying to talk him out of the one thing I really wanted?   But I couldn't help it.   After Chad I'd become an expert advice giver.   Though I was crap at following my own words of wisdom.   "She won't just up and cut you off after all the hard work you've done."
    "You don't know my mum."
    "Right," I mutter.   Rex was rich, suave, sexy, and overall perfect.   It only made sense that his family was insane.
    "Listen, if this is too weird for you-"
    "No," I say again.   "I mean it is weird, but at least you had the guts to be completely honest up front.   You are being completely honest, right?"   The worried expression leaves his face allowing a soft laugh to escape his lips.   "You don't have an ex-wife and baby too, do you?"
    "Nope," he says, loosening his shoulders.   "Now you know everything about me."   His eyes move to bare skin on my neck.   "Well almost everything."   My pulse skyrockets as he leans in close.   I'm surrounded by his scent.   His arm tightens around my waist and all at once I can feel the blood pumping through my veins.   His perfect lips explore the corners of my mouth.   I close my eyes as he firmly kisses me.   My chest rises and a warm tingle wraps itself around every muscle in my torso.   Yes.   I could be happy with Rex.
    A flash of light breaks my trance and Rex pulls away, rushing inside.
    "Bloody paps," he forcefully mutters.   "Charles!"   A man with giant arms and a frightening stare bursts in.   I hadn't noticed him before which was probably a good thing since he gave me the creeps.
    "Sir."   His deep voice is expected.
    "I thought our agenda was secure?"   There is a tone in Rex's voice that demands the attention of everyone in the room.
    "I'll look into it," Charles responds.
    "Sorry darling."   Rex squeezes my hand, bringing me back to the trance I found myself in while kissing him.   Darling.   The way he said it made me blush for the thousandth time.   "I was hoping for a romantic dinner with little to no interruptions.   But the paparazzi is part of the deal."
    "And the picture?"
    "Yes," he clears his throat.   "You might find yourself in the paper tomorrow."   He hangs his head, but I pretend that I'm okay with it.
    "A souvenir," I reply.   Rex grins and his hand gently rubs my side.   I was about to dive headfirst into the world I'd only fantasized about.   It was real now.
     
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    "Tell me all about him."   I take a sip of tea and watch Holly rub her shiny lips together.   Her hair always fell perfectly over her shoulders and she always wore a pair of tight jeans or leggings to emphasis the fact that she was fit.   Her lips are a dark pink today.   They match the ballet flats she'd paired with a skinny jeans and a pink blouse.
    "What a second," she objects.   "I'm still waiting on that journal you promised.   Remember?   Every.   Single.   Detail."   She beams, forgetting about the plate of salad in front