Chapter 31

“This hasn’t.” Andy took me into his arms and kissed me.

As I allowed myself to be carried away by the kiss, I rejoiced once more in the life I was now privileged to be living. Andy’s kiss lingered on my lips. Anthropologists say the human male is programmed to be promiscuous. I am neither smart enough nor insightful enough to know whether they are correct or not. I only know that when you find theone, the desire for promiscuity fades in the reality of love. I cannot deny many men catch my attention, turn me on, and make me fantasize. But if the opportunity came my way, I’m reasonably sure I wouldn’t give in to the temptation; not when I had this man in my life.

Andy said, “I think, Mr. Barnes-Bennett, we are alone.”

“It does appear that way, yes siree.”

“It’s been a while since we gave each other rug burns.”

“But that’s usually when Claudia’s here.”

“Well, she was here just a while ago.”

“Yes, this is true.”

“So maybe some of her magic is still in the room.”