Chapter 13

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“So what kind of a dancer was he?” asked Margaux on the next Monday morning.

“He was fantastic. You should have seen him. He was the center of attention. Everyone was watching us. I had a hard time keeping up with him. I even let him dance with a couple of other women.”

“You did? That’s not like you.”

“It’s not like me to even be with one man long enough to go dancing with him,” I said, immediately regretting it, knowing it would give Margaux the opening she had been looking for these last few weeks.

And she pounced on the opportunity immediately. “Yeah, are you two in a serious relationship or what?” she asked. “You have been a little secretive about him.”

I decided I might as well level with her. She would pry it out of me eventually anyway when we spent two weeks together on vacation.

“Okay, yeah, I really like him. And he’s definitely into me. He’s a lot different from the kind of guy I usually take up with.”

“Ya think? He’s wealthy, he’s stable, he’s mature…”