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Florida, she had been delighted. All of the guys that she dated were of Portuguese descent—her music choices, the food she ate and she attended a Catholic Church, which was their mother’s original practice. Until she fell in love with their father and started to attend his Baptist church, the denomination Yasmine attended still. Her mother had always told them that it didn’t matter what church you worshipped in as long as God’s presence was there. As children, but they still went to Christmas mass and celebrated the season of Lent and if she or her sister did something wrong, they still had to go to confession.
    Yasmine still practiced many of the traditions her mother had instilled in them; nothing but fish on Fridays was a big one.
    “Laura, I hope it happens for you. I know how much you want it and I think you’d make a wonderful wife and mother.”
    “You would have too.” Her sister’s voice held a sincere note.
    Yasmine knew she didn’t realize her blunder. Sometimes her sister talked and didn’t think about the impact of her words. Having just left the orphanage, not to mention thoughts of the child she’d lost, she felt too raw to continue this conversation.
    “Laura, I need to get going.”
    “Okay, I just wanted to say “Hi” and let you know you were on my mind.”
    “Thanks for calling.”
    “No problem...”
    Then there was the uneasy moment. Her family had never been ones to say I love you to each other, and it always left a void.
    “Take care of yourself, Laura.”
    “Yeah, you do the same, Yasmine. Tão longo , adeus .”
    They hung up.
    Yasmine returned into the kitchen in more of a funk than she had been. She couldn’t wait until this weekend. She really needed to relax and get her life in order.

Six
     
     
    “Okay, everything is all set. You all have the morning to yourself and I’ll see you in the ballroom an hour before the party starts. Any last minute questions?” Jason asked his staff.
    Five heads shook from left to right.
    “Then have fun. I saw some great booths for shopping and some wonderful marine life exhibits set up on the beach for the festival. If anyone needs to get a hold of me, I’ll have my cell phone even though I’ll be right in the hotel.”
    His staff dispersed, eagerly taking advantage of the personal time to enjoy the Neptune Festival and the elegant hotel in which they had rooms. Jason had to admit to himself, things were going smooth as icing, which gave him some personal time.
    The pool had been calling his name since he’d toured the hotel upon arrival and that was where he was headed. He went up to his hotel room and changed into his swim trunks, a T-shirt and water shoes. After a few strokes through the cool water, he would then be ready to get a little rest before the evening’s festivities.
    Opening the side door to the hotel’s outside pool, he stepped out into the humid air and froze in his tracks. Through the semester of Greek mythology in college, if he had ever had a vision of what Aphrodite would look like emerging from the water towards her lover, it would be the sight before him.
    Immediately he recognized the woman. Yasmine Sousa. Her complexion reminded him of a select bottle of champagne. The sight of the full body bathing suit clinging to her skin intoxicated him. No curve was hidden from his sight. His reaction to her was instantaneous as he noted the distended points of her nipples as they responded to the air around her. Is that a sign of how sensitive her body would be all over?
    His lower abdomen muscle clenched as his arousal built and his manhood began to rise, tight and throbbing.
    It had been a long time since he had been with a woman and his desire for Yasmine was overwhelming.
    “Whoa, there big fella,” Jason whispered. He began to take deep breaths, attempting to calm himself. “This is no time for you to rear your head.” Struggling to bring his body back under control, he stepped back into the chilly