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It happened at his cousin’s wedding. He didn’t want to
be there, hates weddings, but his wife made him go. As
she was out on the lawn chatting with friends, he had
already made up his mind to choke down the rest of his
cake, find her, and tell her he was leaving. If she
wasn’t ready to go, she could just find another ride
home later. That’s what he would do all right.
Then he noticed a pretty woman from across the country
club lawn. She was extraordinary, blonde hair entwined
into a lazy French twist, dotted with babies’ breath,
softly rounded curves shaped in a tight midnight blue
satin gown. It was her eyes that captured his full
attention. They were locked on his!
He wondered for a moment if maybe they had met before,
perhaps she knew his wife. No, he’d have remembered
her. The stare was broken as a waitress offered him
champagne. He accepted, took a sip, and turned back to
her. She was closer now, easing her way toward him. He
turned to see if she might be eyeing someone else, then
was startled as she touched his sleeve.
“You’re not having much fun here are you?”
He couldn’t reply. She gently led him from the room
while the band played “It Could Happen to You”. He
could not have imagined what was going to happen to
him. Following her down a hallway off the ballroom, he
became aware of her exotic perfume. He felt his navy
blue Brooks Brothers suit becoming a little
uncomfortable.
