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A very quiet, low key
affair,” he shouted.
    “ Quiet.” I laughed. “I think
I’d better find Jack.”
    He bowed and gestured toward the back
of the house.
     
    Gabrielle was talking with
a group of women and a tall angel. She didn't notice Ted parting
the swimming pool and watching below.
    He smiled. "A Hollywood
party. I like this. Sam, hold still, just a little dash of fairy
dust before your mother catches me, darlin'." He sprinkled a
generous helping on Sam. It drifted around and several men turned,
looking at her hungrily.
    "The dancing man, Sam. He's
got something. Take charge kind of guy. May be just what you need
instead of the pretty boy."
    He sprinkled her one more
time and closed the pool and his view.
     
    An elegant man, tall, balding, and with
a Cheshire cat grin, captured me in the hallway and swirled me
around, dipping me almost to the floor.
    "My beauty, where have you been all my
life?"
    “ David!” Jack’s voice
boomed. “Let loose that woman!”
    The man let me go, kissed my hand, and
walked out to the pool.
    Jack looked charcoal hot, his black
shirt open, his jeans were low on his hips. I confess I desperately
wanted to touch that chest and belly.
    “ Looks to be a very happy
night. I’ll introduce you later. You look so damn sexy. Good Lord
woman, I could eat you up with cranberry sauce. Come on. Let’s go
to the office. It’s relatively quiet back there.”
    He bounded into the office, taking
large, noisy strides on his crutches.
    “ Sit down by the recliner. I
put a decent chair over there for you. What do you want to drink?
How about an Ice Tea? Long Island style.”
    “ Trying to get me drunk, eh?
I fell for that in college. Fell is exactly right. Passed right out
in a bowl full of linguine. Although my face was incredibly smooth
the next morning. That wonderful olive oil I guess. A lot of
Italian restaurants in St. Louis.”
    “ I thought you were from
Kansas City.” He had an 'aha grin'.
    “ Oh, I am. 'Went to school
in St. Louis. How can we do your therapy with all of this
chaos?”
    I looked at his toes.
    “ They’re bad. Very, very
bad. You’re not keeping them elevated. That ankle’s got no chance
of healing if you’re abusing it like that," I scolded. "But I see
you’re walking much better.”
    “ Yes, and yes.”
    “ Perhaps I should come back
Monday.”
    I was irritated. I had driven all this
way.
    “ I must insist that you stay
for the party. “
    “ I must insist I’m not
dressed for a party.”
    He laughed.
    “ There will be all kinds of
dress tonight, sweetheart, including, I guarantee you, some
un-dress. Always is. But, I can tell you with all certainty that
you’re perfect. You’re absolutely perfect.” His voice was low, like
a simmering volcano, and I could feel it vibrate through the wide
floor boards, right into my soul.
    “ I’m sorry but I absolutely can’t stay…Now
sit down. Foot up. I’ll get the frozen peas.”
    I made my way through the crowd to the
kitchen. The dancing man grabbed me again. I didn't put up a
serious fight. He was adorable, fascinating, and funny.
    “ You must let me put you in
the movies. My dear you are spectacular.”
    I looked at the bouncing round female
bodies in the crowd.
    “ Seems to me you have many
more--and better--options to choose from out there. I’m only a B
cup and I have lots more clothes on.”
    “ As far as clothes, I like
presents still wrapped, don’t you?” He straightened the lapel of my
shirt, caressing my cheek. “Makes life much more exciting. What is
your wonderful, magnificent name?”
    I swallowed hard. “Samantha
Rose.”
    He held the freezer door open for
me.
    “ That is the name of a star.
A star who likes lots of peas. Lots and lots of peas.”
    I laughed, dropping a bag.
    “ These are for
Jack.”
    “ A new diet? God, he’s buff
enough as it is.”
    “ I use them with my
orthopedic patients. As ice bags. Easier than getting ice all the
time and the little peas roll around,