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Chapter One

THE JOURNEY TO SEATTLE IS SILENT Steve, the chauffeur, keeps his eyes on the road, and David, my husband - I still can’t believe he’sme

I can’t stop looking at his face in profile, his straight nose, firm jaw and thick, wavy hair He really is perfect, I think, captivated

It’s still hard to believe that this o, isthe life I have always known to go with hi I don’t care though, I feel as if I’ve been trapped in a box for years, and he has shown me what it means to fly

Between his reading and the brief, authoritative phone calls he’s made, he hasn’t looked at me at all It’s unfair, especially since I can’t take my eyes off him I don’t understand how he can , and in the next moment, act as if I don’t even exist

Feeling suddenly insecure, I look away fro me how foolish I am ‘Have you stopped to ask yourself why a irl like you? Don’t you think he has an ulterior motive?’

I push the doubting thoughts away What ulterior motive could he possibly have? I’m neither rich nor successful, nor exceptionally beautiful In fact, I was the one who begged him not to leave me

Turning back to look at hi As I watch his strong fingers flip through his papers, ht, and I feel rossed in

After the short cere for drinks and dinner Halfway through dinner, which I was too tense to eat, he suddenly stood up, and announced to our few guests that he was retiring for the night with his neife

The look in his eyes had filledI knew, he picked me up and carried me out of the restaurant and into the elevator, auests

We were alone in the elevator, and as soon as the doors closed, he clairily in my mouth His hands found their way under hwith pleasure by the time we reached his floor

Then he lifted ain and carried me to his rooed for wine in an ice bucket, and strawberries He ignored those He dropped me, barely able to stand, at the foot of the bed and pulled down the zipper ofwith the straps of my bra

When my breasts were free, he covered theently, arousing uide me unto the bed

He pulled my dress up around ue was between ers clutching his hair In only a fewaround hiswhy, he pulled down his pants and in the next moment, he had filled me completely

I ca out as the warm sweetness shattered my body into a million pieces, then as he continued toup in ertips were filled with pleasure I screaroaned loudly and collapsed on top of me