Binder Full of Women

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Authors: Kathleen Miles
back out for him to take.
    “Sure you can,” he commanded.
    “It’s not right. I know what that means to you. You have so little of your family left. I can’t take the risk.”
    He reached out and grabbed her shoulder. “Of course you can. She would want you to. She would want to see Pearson Chemicals carry on.”
    This was all wearing on Rachel. These up and down feelings around Trent were not her norm. It was like she was beginning to develop feelings other than friendship for him. First there was the jealousy and then the reacting to his touch with such a wonderfully violent response.
    This ring was just too much. It seemed too real. Trent never had been hers and never would be. He didn’t want the same things that she wanted and she was not willing to sacrifice that.
    “Would you rather I go down to Tiffany’s and buy you a new one?” After a long pause he quietly took her hand in his and said, “I would really like it if you wore this one Rachel. It fit you perfect. My mom would want to see our success. I am sure of it.”
    He gently separated her fingers and this time slowly slipped it down her finger. The feeling of Trent’s hand and the coolness of the metal ring sent tingles from her head down to her toe. This was beginning to feel a little too real.
    When he walked her to her car he said, “Next stop Cozumel.”

Chapter 6
     
    The next day they flew in a private jet to Cozumel to meet Mitchell, Xeron’s CEO at his house on the island. He was on the south west side of the island where the current wasn’t as strong and there was good snorkeling just off the shore. Cozumel was one of Rachel’s favorite places to visit because of the island atmosphere, delicious tropical fruit and easy access to fabulous snorkeling. Normally she stayed at the Haven all inclusive mostly due to its excellent on-site snorkeling. Staying at a private house on the island would be a first for her.
    A car met them at the airport and drove them to the Spanish style beach house. Mitchell met them at the door with a friendly but firm look. He was in his early sixties with grey hair and seemed to be all business.
    After exchanging greetings Trent introduced Rachel as his wife. The first time she heard him say my wife he squeezed her hand when he said it. She looked up and smiled at him.
    “Newlyweds I see,” Mitchell added with a chuckle and introduced them to his wife Loretta who was petite and had short salt and pepper hair.
    They very gracefully welcomed them into the home giving them a quick tour before leading them to the guest house where Trent and Rachel were to stay. The remainder of the day was all about getting to know each other’s spouses. There was no business discussion and Mitchell looked more relaxed.
    At dinner some fresh mahi mahi was prepared and served by the staff. They shared more than one bottle of wine. Trent saw to it that there was a white wine available for Rachel.
    Trent could see that Rachel was getting a little tipsy. Her face was flush, she was full of smiles and she was talking way more than normal. Past experience told him that all of those were her signs that she had overdone it.
    After dinner they all went for a stroll on the beach as the sun was setting. Mitchell was holding his wife’s hand and Trent grasped Rachel’s as well. It was soft and smooth and felt just right in his hand. He played with the ring he had placed on her finger. The ring that stamped her as his. His to have and to hold.
    Damn, he needed to stop those thoughts.
    When they turned back around to return to the house, they quickened their pace. It was clear to him that the alcohol was still influencing Rachel. She was still talking freely.
    The ocean scent filled the air as he deeply inhaled.
    “This is like heaven,” Rachel said in a smooth voice. “See that star up there. It’s the first star of the night. Let’s each make a wish.”
    “Wishes don’t come true Rach,” he said squeezing her hand.
    “In my world

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