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"And what is Drake Morgan like?"

"He's very intelligent, capable, strong, confident, professional He's aby the attention he gave you at the dinner party and the concert I know hiht he was just about perfect for you" He shrugged "But I guess if you don’t like hie of character I pride e people all the time"

"I do like hi to work out"

"Shaet your oldto drink? The sun's over the yardarirl"

He handed

to the living room and the bar As I refilled his scotch, I felt such conflicting eht about the kind of man I needed…

He thought Drake was that kind of man

After a casual dinner with Elaine, we three sat in the den and listened toway too abstract forin particular I forcedas possible, the sadness building inside of er and faked a yawn and stood, ready for escape

"I'ot lots of work on my plate tomorrow"

"Good night sweetheart," my father said when I leaned down to kiss his will all work out with Drake"

"I don't think so, Daddy"

"Well, these things have a way of working out for the best eventually"

I went toto work out between Drake and ht I was tempted to check ht the urge After washingmy teeth in e four-poster bed and under the quilt I lay in the darkness, thinking about Drake He was strong, competent, professional He did kno to treat a woman Make her feel as if she was the center of his attention

I tossed and turned for quite a while, wondering if I'd ever see hiht not

I skipped classes the nextto work on my paper instead I tried to work at my father's apartment, but had left an ioodbye to my father as he sat in his study, on the phone I went to my front door and of course, someone had propped open the door I kicked the cardboard out that was used to prop the door open and went up the stairs Inside, I found ht flashed onmachine on the landline, and I checked the record of callers Drake showed up several times as did Dawn's number