in as Crystal continued with her agenda, which included luncheons, meetings, and follow-up appointments. But even as she listened, a part of her was totally detached from the conversation. That part was focused on Justin and the glorious two days theyâd spent together.
She felt as if sheâd been transformed into someone else, and she was scared. There was no doubt about that. Her track record as far as love and romance were concerned was dismal at best. The few serious relationships sheâd been involved with had ended disastrously. The traumatic ending of her young love affair with Brian Willis had irrevocably changed her life and made her cautious of relationships. Her liaisons in between had been meaningless until sheâd met Paul. She thought heâd be the one, but her brief relationship with Paul Lawrence had been the ultimate in betrayal. Though their relationship had been over for nearly two years, sheâd remained wary of would-be suitors.Every man whoâd come into her life had ultimately wanted something other than her; from a political favor, to money, to casual sex, to an appointment on her staff.
She knew that she was taking a big risk with Justin. But for the first time, she was with a man who had his own and didnât need her or her influence to further his own goals. Justin clearly had no political aspirations. He had his own money and a flourishing career. Most of all, he made her feelâGod, he made her feelâway deep down in her soul, a place that she didnât know was still living and breathing within her. Just the thought of him made her toes tingle and her pulse pound.
She realized theyâd barely known each other a month. Twenty-seven fabulous days, to be exact. She was still overwhelmed. She knew that her emotions were doing an Indy 500, but she couldnât help it and she no longer wanted to. She deserved to be held, to be kissed senseless, to be loved. She needed to start living again. It was long overdue.
âIâve never known a nonstop, âtil you drop schedule could put a smile on your face,â Crystal said, effectively cutting into Vaughnâs steamy thoughts. Vaughnâs face burned with embarrassment.
âSorry. I was just thinking. But,â she qualified, raising her index finger, âI heard every word you said.â
âHmmm. That remains to be seen,â Crystal breathed, unconvinced and very curious. She took a seat opposite Vaughn, crossed her legs, put down her pad, and stared wide-eyed at her boss.
âWhat?â Vaughn questioned innocently, knowing full well that Crystal was waiting for a scoop.
âDonât what me,â Crystal admonished. âWhat, or better yet, who put that starry look in your eyes and the glow onyour face? If I didnât know better, Iâd swear you looked happy.â
Vaughn laughed out loud, albeit a bit nervously, at Crystalâs blunt observation. Generally, Vaughn was able to camouflage her true feelings expertly. It was a bit unsettling to discover that where Justin Montgomery was concerned, that practiced skill was disintegrating rapidly.
Vaughn sat back and began shuffling the papers and folders on her desk in an attempt to recover her composure and avoid Crystalâs pointed gaze. She cleared her throat.
âCanât I look happy?â she asked lamely, stalling for time.
âOf course you can,â Chris replied gently. âItâs just that itâs so rare.â She paused. âAnd itâs been so long,â she added softly, her eyes filled with warmth for her friend. Crystal, more than anyone, was aware of the tight reins that Vaughn kept around her heart. Hers was the shoulder Vaughn had cried on after that fiasco with Paul. But Crystal also knew that there was something deep in Vaughnâs past, a wound that would not heal, and one that Vaughn had refused to disclose. There was a part of Vaughnâs past that she kept entirely
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