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revealed, his was one of them.  He grinned at her.
    She shook her head, “Who would come up with an answer like that?”
    “Two people did.”
    She laughed, “Well, you’re one, now we have to find the one other person in the country who would have said it.”
    It was close to eight o’clock when she looked over at him, “Sean, do you watch any cooking shows?”
    “I haven’t but we can watch whatever you want.”
    She grinned, “We have to watch this show.  It’s a cooking competition and they eliminate someone every week.“ She turned it on. 
    During a commercial, she glanced over at him and caught him watching her.  “What?” she asked.
    “Nothing.  Is he always cursing and yelling at the cooks?”
    “Yes.  I think it makes for good TV.  He’s on another show and he’s really nice.”
    “Did the cook you worked for yell?”
    “Sometimes if we were really busy and the kitchen was running behind.  But not that often.”  She did not mention the time he almost made her cry.
    The show came back on and in a tirade of yelling and foul language, Sean shook his head, “Why do they come on this show if they know they are going to get treated like this?”
    She laughed, “He’s nice if you do a good job.  And everyone wants to win the big job of being head chef at one of his restaurants.  It pays really well and you have the prestige of working for one of the world’s best chefs.”
    When the show was over, she handed him the remote.  “Thanks for letting me watch it.  I’m tired, I’m going to bed.  I never used to go to bed at nine but these days,” she shrugged.
    He followed her, “Yeah, it’s been a busy day.”
    When she went upstairs, he gave her a push on her back to help her negotiate the steps.  Halfway up he said, “You know I could carry you up a lot faster.”
    She shook her no.  “I need the exercise.”
    Before he went to his room, he said, “I have tomorrow off.  Do you want to go to town?”
    “Sure.”  She suppressed the big smile she felt inside. 
    When she awoke from a steamy dream involving the man down the hall, she sat up and got a drink of water.  She hugged her pillow and wondered if he was sleeping.  Of course, he was.  It was only 2 am.
     
    Down the hall, Sean was having trouble sleeping.  He tried to force himself to relax and not think about her.  It was hard when all he could picture was the day they had met and she had fallen down on top of him in Walter’s house.  He still remembered the feel of her soft body pressed into his, his hand on her bare skin, and the amazing soft eyes he had gazed into.  And those goose bumps were interesting.  He shifted.  He had to stop or he wasn’t going to any sleep. 
     

Fifteen
     
    At seven o’clock the next morning, she arose and took a shower.  She put on her favorite royal blue lace bra and panties.  She loved the color and the undergarments were comfortable.  It always made her feel feminine.  And she remarked to herself, it had nothing to do with the vivid and sizzling dreams she had last night.  Or the man she was spending the day with.
    It had been an indulgence that she had allowed herself and she had not been sorry.  Even though no one would ever see it, she knew she had it on. It perked her up and she could use it after the days she had been through.  She had worn it under her work clothes the day after the chef had almost made her cry.  That day had been challenging and the chef had not been in a good mood.  Someone said they had heard that the chef and his wife had been arguing heatedly and there were rumors of a split up.  It made her feel more like a woman and less like a punching bag that day.
    She peeked out of the bathroom.  No one around.  She heard Sean banging in the kitchen so she made a b-line to her room. 
    When she picked up her shirt, she realized she had left her deodorant on the bathroom sink and of course, she had failed to put it on. She rolled her eyes at