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it?”
    “Of course,” I said,
lying. What a pointless thing to lie about. I was bombing, and to top off my
humiliation, I couldn’t stop staring into his eyes. I’d never before had such a
profound longing to maintain eye contact with someone. My logic told me to look
away, but he didn’t, so I didn’t either.
    “I live in New York
now,” he said.
    “I haven’t been to
New York in years.”
    “It’s the
best—you’ve got to get back. And soon.” Was that an invitation? My mind
wandered to all of the things I could do with him (or to him) for a few days in
New York City.
    “Can I take your
luggage?” I asked, snapping back to the present.
    “Yeah, is there
somewhere you can store it for me?”
    “Sure, I’ll put it
behind the bar.” I took his suitcase. I spotted a pack of Parliament Lights
tucked into the side pocket. “We’re closed to the public for lunch, so it’ll be
safe there. We only open for private events during the day.”
    “So I take it you’re
the event planner?”
    “Yes, I am, here and
a few other locations as well.”
    “It’s nice,” he said,
looking around approvingly.
    “Well, coming from a
New Yorker, I’ll take that as a compliment.”  
    Jay smiled, and I
felt my heart rate increase from my state of hyperarousal.
    I led him to the
private room that he’d be using for his presentation and went over a few
last-minute details about the meeting as calmly as I could. All the while I
stared at him for far too long and asked him entirely too many personal
questions. I had to get away from him to regain some semblance of sanity. I was
drawn to Jay Conrad, but apart from his appearance, what was pulling me in?
Something in his manner held me in his grasp, drawing in my energy like a
vortex. I’d known loads of handsome men before and was easily able to turn the
other cheek. But with Jay Conrad, a force greater than me was in control. In
the way that the moon couldn’t help but orbit the Earth, I couldn’t help but be
drawn to Jay. It wasn’t just his physical perfection; it was his entire air. It
was a gravitational pull.
    I watched for a
moment as he silently prepared his meeting notes and then finally summoned the
strength to excuse myself. I headed back into the kitchen, careful not to
tumble in my cobalt Donald J. Pliner pumps, which I was thrilled to have worn
since they elongated my legs quite nicely. What a relief that I’d changed out
of my Hunter rain boots in the car.
    I heard the rear
entrance buzzer—saved by the bell. I beat Ryan to the back door and
opened it. In walked Maureen, prompt as usual.
    “Hey honey, how’s it
going?” she asked cheerfully, her enormous mommy purse in tow.
    “I think I’m in love
with the EZware rep.”
             “Guy
or girl?”
             “What?”
I asked. “A guy!”
             “Where
is he? I want to see him.”
             I
walked her to the kitchen and pointed him out to her from over the hot line.
Jay paced back and forth in front of the large projection screen that we’d set
up for him, shuffling his papers, obviously rehearsing for his presentation.
    “Wow, he is good-looking.” Maureen agreed.
             “He’s
hot. But it’s more than that.”
             “Did
you introduce yourself?”  
             “Yeah,
we talked a little. In fact, I couldn’t stop talking. I was totally into it.”
             “Totally
into what?” Ryan asked, appearing behind us.
    “Oh I’m totally into the way you set up the
tables. Good job, Ryan.” I patted him on the arm as he went through the
swinging door into the dining room. Maureen suppressed laughter, and Ryan
looked back at me, obviously confused or maybe a bit embarrassed; as usual, he
was impossible to read.
    Desperately longing
to talk with Jay once more, I dragged Maureen by the arm toward the podium as
he continued reviewing for his meeting. I felt instantly invigorated just by
being nearer to him. He