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world off your shoulders.  Put her legs there instead.”  Max laced his fingers behind his head and crossed his ankle over his knee.  He looked very confident at his little motivational speech.
         Dalton couldn’t hold back a smile when he said, “Was that your so-called philosophical bull crap, Max?  Because it sucks.”  He laughed.
         Max snorted, which turned into laughter.  “I know.  I’m good,” he stated vainly as he huffed on his nails and buffed them across his shirt.
         “You know, she did sort of come on to me,” Dalton confessed even though it was an understatement.
         “Great.  No all you need is for her to come with you.  Then, I’d say you’re pretty much set,” he suggested slyly.
         “Get out of here, Max.”  Dalton started putting some files together.  “Stop giving me ideas.”
         Max got up and before he left, he said, “I’m sure you have plenty of your own ideas, Dalton.”  He shut the door behind him.
     
         “Come on, Victoria.  Spill it,” Melissa urged with a glint in her eyes.  “Did he turn you on?  Make you all----“
         “Hot and bothered?” Victoria finished.  Melissa nodded.  Victoria couldn’t keep it in any longer.  “Yes.  He was absolutely gorgeous.”  Victoria started wiping down the mixers since it was close to closing time.  “You know the one series I can’t get enough of, right’?”
         Melissa nodded.  “Well, what does he look like?”
         “Patience, grasshopper.”  Victoria rinsed out the rag and placed it on a rack.  “Do you remember the screen saver I showed you on my computer?  That’s what Dalton looks like.”
         A huge smile broke out on Melissa’s face.  “Ooohhh, baby.  He’s one hot number.  That’s what Mr. Hughes looks like?”
         “Just about.  Mr. Hughes might be a little taller and broader, but the resemblance is uncanny.”
         “You lucky woman, you.”  Melissa cocked the corner of her mouth as she studied her best friend of five years.  “You want him, don’t you?”
         “Am I that easy to read?”
         Melissa locked up the back office.  “Well, I’ve seen you talk about a man before with a certain excitement but, with Dalton, it’s different.  Especially being this excited by one you have just met.”
         Victoria agreed.  Melissa had known her all throughout her journey of boring men, boring dates.  She didn’t like any of Victoria’s dates whatsoever.  To Melissa, they were the same as a dose of morphine.  They were enough to put both of them to sleep with stories of their ‘successes’ and wealth.
         Melissa even knew how Victoria’s mom acted towards those men.  She beamed with pride and joy.  None of them were unsightly to look at.  Oh, no.  Mrs. Bradley would only pick among the best looking and most wealthy.  She knew that Victoria was a beautiful woman and only wanted handsome men at her daughter’s side.
         Dolefully, Mrs. Bradley’s attempts were superficial ones.  Only caring about their looks, bank accounts and social standings, she didn’t look further down into their personalities, wit and charm.  Or lack thereof.
         Victoria could recall one man’s sloppy attempts at seduction.  To this day, his words still made her cringe.  Thinking of them now made the bile rise in her throat.
         “You’re such a pretty little thing,” he had tried to say seductively but failing miserably.  “Take off your clothes so we can get to it.” 
         Unfortunately, she had hurt his feelings when she burst out laughing. “You’ve got to be kidding me?” she had asked him incredulously.
         His cheeks had turned a deep crimson and hurriedly walked out the door before she could apologize.
         She’s truly hadn’t meant to laugh, but she simply could not help herself.
         Another man had thought that all he