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look at him as he walked me through the club. Alex walked
with confidence. He nodded at the patrons and received different looks from men
and women. He was so self-assured, and his movements were effortless. I wish I
had his confidence.
    We continued through a door that led to a private hallway, which
was apparently for employees, so I didn’t have to witness any more women appreciating
Alex’s looks. Needless to say the way people looked at him and the way they
looked at me with him were extremely different; they looked at him with wonder,
but looked at me and just wondered. However, we did run into Tyler, who had Leah
pinned up against a wall. Her right leg was bent and practically around his
waist, which made her Band-Aid of a dress hike up, leaving little to the
imagination. Tyler didn’t notice us, but Leah did. She looked at Alex and
winked. What a slut! It was women like her who gave women like me a bad name or
no name at all. Alex didn’t pay any attention as we made it to the door. My
heart raced. This feeling was so foreign to me. Tonight definitely didn’t go as
planned, but you can’t plan for everything.
    We stopped right at the door and turned to face each other. Lost
in my own thoughts, I wondered what it would be like to kiss him good-bye. I
felt myself stare at him, but couldn’t stop. His lips looked so soft, yet strong.
What did he taste like? Would his kiss be forceful or gentle? He licked his
lips. His tongue . . . What would that be like? I pictured our mouths connected
and was mesmerized at the thought of his lips devouring mine. “Aubrey? Are you okay?”
    “What? I mean, yes, I’m fine.” Paging rock that I can crawl under
please! How long did my stare fest with his lips go on for? I needed to gain
back some control. “It was really nice meeting you tonight, Alex, and I look
forward to seeing you tomorrow.”
    Alex pulled me into a gentle embrace. His hands rested on the
middle of my back, and my arms slid under his, which made my hands rest on his
shoulder blades. My cheek rested on his chest. He smelled so good. I would
never forget his scent, and I knew I would never forget about him. He put his
hands on either side of my face and tilted it up to look at him. Oh my God, was
he going to kiss me?
    “It was nice meeting you too.” He gently kissed my right cheek. My
eyes fluttered closed, and I willed my brain never to forget this moment—how he
felt and how he made me feel. It was just a kiss on the cheek, but I felt it in
my core. He definitely made an impression—a very good one.
    He pulled out his cell phone and asked for my number. I gave it
to him, and he called it immediately, so I had his number and he had mine. We
walked out of the club hand in hand, and he led me to the car he had on call. He
opened the back door for me, leaned in, and gave me a wink. Good God! I could
have melted right there. He told the driver to take me anywhere I needed to go.
He closed the door and the car drove away. What an incredible night! I had to buy
Julie a thank-you gift for making me go to this ridiculous event tonight. I
needed to get home and write in my journal.
    Ready for bed, I grabbed my journal, which I entitled Romance
Research out of my side table and began writing. I read my objective over
again to keep my thoughts in line with my mission.
    Romance, what is it? It is flowers, dinners, hanging out? Is it
a look, a touch, or a memory? I need to find a man who will not only perform
romantic gestures but is a true romantic. He needs to have a good heart. I
don’t want to hurt him, nor do I want to be hurt, but I will not fall for this
man. I may tell him that I have strong feelings to see what comes next, but I
cannot let myself fall for him. I know from experience that I’ll get crushed in
the end.
    Things to consider: Does a man act differently when he gets the
woman? Does he put romance aside once the chase is over or does it continue? Will
he try this method on just me, or will there