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restaurant. You were gone a long time and I was worried."
    "I know. You looked terrible when I got back."
    He smiled his wonderful smile. "I'm glad you met Grayson. When I meet her, she's going to get the biggest bear hug she has ever received."                 
    "Cheating on me already," she joked . She took his arm as they walked back to the hotel.
    At her door, she fumbled for her key and, in the process, dropped it. "Oh damn."
    He stood directly behind her, close enough that she felt his manhood press against her. His lips touched her neck, her ears, and her throat, in feather-like motions. He turned her around and brushed her lips, then smiled against her mouth and moved his body in a suggestive caress. He kissed her in the moist hollow of her throat and with a groan, pulled away.
    She looked at him, bewildered. He picked up her key and inserted it into the lock, then opened the door and turned on the lights. "I think I'd better leave now, or it may be impossible for me to leave you later," he murmured thickly and nuzzled her neck once again. "I'll call you in the morning so we can breakfast together before we leave for home." There was assurance in his voice and promise in his last kiss of the night.
 
     

CHAPTER SEVEN
    At eight thirty, he arrived at her suite to take her to breakfast. “Are you ready?” She smiled a lovely, wide, warm smile.                           
    "Do you always look radiant in the morning?" he asked.
    "Not always, but this morning is special. Come on in. I've ordered room service." He glanced around the suite and noticed a mahogany serving cart with a silver coffeepot and silver chafing dishes, sitting next to a table set with white linen and silver. A magnificent white Phalaenopsis, gracefully arched like a Prima Ballerina, dominated the center of the table with its host of flowering sprays.
    “ Andrea!"
    "Anything to please you, my Lord." She planted a quick kiss on his lips, bowed and walked backwards toward the table. “You know, two can play the game as well as one.”
    "How interesting . You and my sister must have been busy ladies last night. I tried to reach her for two hours and her phone was busy. Now I know why. I fell asleep before I could try again.”
    “ Yes, we did talk for some time. You knew I had to find out some things for myself," she grinned.
    He sat at the table and held the glass of juice to his nostrils. It smelled sweet and fruity. He uncovered one chafing dish after another.  
    "You didn't miss a thing. Fresh fruit, poached eggs and dry wheat toast." He poured their co ffee and inhaled. "Even the coffee the way I like it. Robust and black." He devoured his breakfast, enjoying every mouthful.
    Andrea looked at him wondering if their future would be as wonderful as this week had been.
    “What?” He paused. “Why are you staring at me?”    
    "I love you," she said in a whisper.
    "Andrea, do you know how long I’ve waited to hear you say those words?" He leaned across the table and caressed her hand with his kisses. "I want you with me for the rest of my life. I promise I'll never hurt you.’
    "Darling, I'll hold you to that promise," she assured him.
    The sound of the phone brought their leisurely breakfast to a sudden end.
    "Yes? Oh, good morning, Grayson. We're leaving in about two hours. Can I call you right back? Kurt’s leaving now. Yes, I know. Give me five minutes to see him out. Okay. Yes . . . I'll call you right back.”             
    “Who was that?”
    "Grayson. I told her she'd get to meet you before we left, but now, we don't have the time.
    “I’ll run over to see her while you check us out. I'll meet you in the lobby in thirty minutes."
    “Tell her I'm sorry it didn't work out. Okay?"
    “O h, you'll get to meet in her New York. I plan to have her visit for a weekend.”
    Andrea stood by the door and watched him walk down the corridor. He walked tall and straight. As he turned,