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usual response was so nearly out of her mouth - but I have to get back to my children . But for once, she didn’t.
    Not
for precisely 22 hours and fifteen minutes.
    She
took a deep breath.
    ‘ But ,
it would mean interrupting my very tight itinerary and rescheduling my commitments.
And as for asking my “staff” to entertain themselves at dinner tonight – they
won’t like it, won’t like it at all.’ He hung on her every word. There were no staff,
nor any elaborate plans for dinner, but she was quite liking playing along. And
it had been ages since she’d been out on the town. ‘ But.. it’s not
impossible.’ He brightened. ‘In fact, I have to say it is quite
appealing, the prospect of taking some time out from yet another packed
business trip.’
    ‘My
thoughts entirely.’
    ‘You
don’t know how tiring it can be for us international business executives.’
    ‘Oh
I can easily imagine,’ he said.
    ‘Monaco
today, London tomorrow. Hawaii before that. Busy, busy, busy!’  Sadie was
really getting into the role play now.
    ‘Hawaii?
Really?’ he asked. ‘We were in Hawaii too, last month.’
    ‘You
sure you’re not stalking me, in your “power” yacht?’
    ‘Ha-ha!
No, just some charity work, and it’s Superyacht , remember?’ he said as
he reached up and fiddled with his neck chain. It was a gold and silver St
Christopher hanging on a gold chain.
    He
wasn’t nervous, surely? If
he was, it made him all the more endearing.
    ‘And
anyway,’ he said, changing the subject, ‘you stumbled on my deck,
remember?’
    ‘Literally.’
    ‘So?
What do you say?’
    ‘So…’
    ‘You’re
milking this a bit, you know that don’t you.’
    ‘…So…’
she teased, putting her finger on her lips, thinking, ‘…So one word of warning.
At the stroke of midnight I turn into a pumpkin, so I’m not going to be able to
stay late.’
    ‘Fine
by me, I’ve got an early start too. And anyway I quite like pumpkin.’
    ‘I
mean it! And it’s one night only, right? I mean don’t make too many “plans”,
eh?’ She raised an eyebrow at him.
    ‘Well,
Mrs Businesswoman, you’ll be pleased to know I gave up making those sorts of  “plans”
a long time ago – specially not with someone I’ve just met.’
    ‘Makes
two of us,’ she replied.
    ‘Kindred
spirits – great minds think alike. Or …’
    ‘Or
fools seldom differ!’ they chorused together.
    Sadie
laughed aloud and it made him chuckle too.
    ‘So
- sevenish ok? Shall I pick you up?’ he asked.
    ‘No,
I’m not far. Let’s meet on shore.’
    ‘Ok,
how about the Buddha Bar up in Monte Carlo – do you know it?’ he asked.
    ‘Yes,’
she said, recalling the handful of leaflets thrust into her hand by the women
on the plane as they dropped her off at this jetty. Fate and destiny again .
    He
stepped back and took her hand – then kissed it - without taking his eyes off
hers. A shiver shot down her spine.
    A
date!
    One
night of fun with Hot Boat Guy. One night of being someone else. Someone
desired. Someone that’s not boring old Sadie Samantha Turner.
    She
grabbed her waterlogged bag and leaned up to plant a kiss on his cheek, pulling
away before he could respond. ‘See you later then.’
    ‘Haven’t
you forgotten something?’ he said as he walked her down the gangplank.
    ‘What?’
she said, her eyes wide. ‘Oh you want this?’ and she handed him the glossy
brochure. ‘I know you’d like to buy one of these when you’re a grown up. But
for now, just stick the pictures on your wall – it might help you make your own
luck.’
    ‘Ha-ha.
No, I mean your name,’ he said. ‘You forgot to tell me your name. I’m Mac,
pleased to meet you, Miss...’ He did a mock bow and held out his hand.
    ‘It’s Ms, ’ she said, wagging her finger at him. ‘And it’s a pleasure to meet
you too, Mac. My name’s Sss…’ but as soon as Sadie heard her own name in her
head, she instantly felt less adventurous.
    Instantly
‘life’ flooded