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her head.
Jane reached her arms around his neck. She closed her eyes enjoying the feel of him, the earthy smell of his cologne, the sound of his breathing against her ear.
Before either of them realized what they were doing, Jane’s hands were in his hair and Jason’s hands held her hips. They danced as one, carried away by the soft strains of the band playing. There was no need for either to speak. The moment was too powerful, too filled with emotion to ruin it with words.
As the song came to an end and another one started, Jason pulled back from Jane as if awakening from a dream. They stood looking at each other as they both tried to regain their equilibrium.
“I’m sorry,” Jason blurted out. “I let that get a little out of hand.”
“That’s okay,” Jane said nervously rubbing her hands against each other. “What are the odds that they would play that song when we started dancing?”
Jason laughed. “It probably had to do with the generous tip I gave them. Although, I really didn’t expect to be dancing with you when they played it.”
“You asked them to play that?” Jason nodded. “Why?”
Shrugging, he said, “I thought you’d like it. I thought it would be . . . nice to remember our friendship.” Then, as if remembering that they weren’t two kids in love, his face turned hard as he said, “You didn’t think it was like fate or something that—“
“No,” Jane quickly replied turning a bright red. Her heart was bruised. How could he have thought it would be “nice” to remember their relationship? It had been passionate, loving, mind blowing. “Nice” was hardly the word. “It was just . . I mean . .” She gave up. “I suppose it was ‘nice,’ thank you.” Jane started to leave the dance floor saying, “It’s been a great evening but I think I’ll say goodnight.”
Frustrated by Jane’s response, Jason followed her saying, “Leaving so soon? Surely you don’t have to go yet.”
“Yes, I do. Besides, you should get back to your date. Good night, Jay.”
Jason stood staring at her as she found Ed and headed for the door. Now, what happened here? What did I do ? He had tried to do a nice thing—play an old song that Jane liked. So sue him! How was he going to work with her if she fell apart at something as trivial as an old song?
What had possessed him to have the band play that song anyway? He should have known that any woman would overreact to it. He hadn’t planned to be dancing when the song was played. He had thought he would just lift a glass of wine to her and smile, as if to say, “To good times.” He had no idea that he would be holding her in his arms, running his hands along her skin, enjoying the feel of her fingers in his hair. He clamped his eyes shut as a string of curses ran through his mind.
Okay, he had to add two more caveats to their dealings. No music from their past and definitely no dancing.
“Jase, darling. You’re not paying any attention to me,” Dana pouted in what she thought was a striking pose.
“Sorry, honey. Let’s go get another glass of champagne.” Jason took her arm and led her to the drinks totally oblivious to the happy sounds of a party going on around him.
“Are you ready for lunch, Jane?” Ed asked as he stuck his head in Jane’s office.
“I’m just finishing up here. Come on in.” Jane was bent over her desk working on a copy writing draft.
Ed admired the intense look in her eyes, the total concentration as she finished her work. Jane was working too hard. This Talbot Toy guy must be really hard to please , Ed thought. “So, how’s the CURTIS project going?”
“CARL,” Jane said without looking up.
“Oh yeah, that’s right. How’s that big boss of theirs treating you?”
“What?” Jane finished writing and stretched her arms over her head to release a few kinks.
Ed enjoyed the sight of her slim
Jane reached her arms around his neck. She closed her eyes enjoying the feel of him, the earthy smell of his cologne, the sound of his breathing against her ear.
Before either of them realized what they were doing, Jane’s hands were in his hair and Jason’s hands held her hips. They danced as one, carried away by the soft strains of the band playing. There was no need for either to speak. The moment was too powerful, too filled with emotion to ruin it with words.
As the song came to an end and another one started, Jason pulled back from Jane as if awakening from a dream. They stood looking at each other as they both tried to regain their equilibrium.
“I’m sorry,” Jason blurted out. “I let that get a little out of hand.”
“That’s okay,” Jane said nervously rubbing her hands against each other. “What are the odds that they would play that song when we started dancing?”
Jason laughed. “It probably had to do with the generous tip I gave them. Although, I really didn’t expect to be dancing with you when they played it.”
“You asked them to play that?” Jason nodded. “Why?”
Shrugging, he said, “I thought you’d like it. I thought it would be . . . nice to remember our friendship.” Then, as if remembering that they weren’t two kids in love, his face turned hard as he said, “You didn’t think it was like fate or something that—“
“No,” Jane quickly replied turning a bright red. Her heart was bruised. How could he have thought it would be “nice” to remember their relationship? It had been passionate, loving, mind blowing. “Nice” was hardly the word. “It was just . . I mean . .” She gave up. “I suppose it was ‘nice,’ thank you.” Jane started to leave the dance floor saying, “It’s been a great evening but I think I’ll say goodnight.”
Frustrated by Jane’s response, Jason followed her saying, “Leaving so soon? Surely you don’t have to go yet.”
“Yes, I do. Besides, you should get back to your date. Good night, Jay.”
Jason stood staring at her as she found Ed and headed for the door. Now, what happened here? What did I do ? He had tried to do a nice thing—play an old song that Jane liked. So sue him! How was he going to work with her if she fell apart at something as trivial as an old song?
What had possessed him to have the band play that song anyway? He should have known that any woman would overreact to it. He hadn’t planned to be dancing when the song was played. He had thought he would just lift a glass of wine to her and smile, as if to say, “To good times.” He had no idea that he would be holding her in his arms, running his hands along her skin, enjoying the feel of her fingers in his hair. He clamped his eyes shut as a string of curses ran through his mind.
Okay, he had to add two more caveats to their dealings. No music from their past and definitely no dancing.
“Jase, darling. You’re not paying any attention to me,” Dana pouted in what she thought was a striking pose.
“Sorry, honey. Let’s go get another glass of champagne.” Jason took her arm and led her to the drinks totally oblivious to the happy sounds of a party going on around him.
“Are you ready for lunch, Jane?” Ed asked as he stuck his head in Jane’s office.
“I’m just finishing up here. Come on in.” Jane was bent over her desk working on a copy writing draft.
Ed admired the intense look in her eyes, the total concentration as she finished her work. Jane was working too hard. This Talbot Toy guy must be really hard to please , Ed thought. “So, how’s the CURTIS project going?”
“CARL,” Jane said without looking up.
“Oh yeah, that’s right. How’s that big boss of theirs treating you?”
“What?” Jane finished writing and stretched her arms over her head to release a few kinks.
Ed enjoyed the sight of her slim
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