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is thata young man of yours?” I
see him peering over my head, looking for the SOB.
    “Papa, he’s history,” I say flatly.
    “Good, bella, good! Never liked him. You are
a princessa and deserve a prince.” He finally lets me go and I turn
to introduce him to my escorts.
    “Papa, I want you to meet three new friends
of mine.” I see the three smiling widely at my statement. I’m
shocked that even Liam’s smile looks genuine. After the
introductions, Papa sternly looks them up and down.
    He puts his arm around me and glares at them.
“This is youra only warninga, one not lightly made. Any of you
breaka my Pandora’s heart, it will be your lasta day on Earth. In
fact, her lasta one is now on my hit list. I have connections, if
you know what I mean.” All three nod their heads, which is pretty
funny as they tower over the short rotund man.
    “No, Papa,” I say. “We’re just friends, and
as for the other one, he’s not worth your anger. I’m so over
him.”
    “Okay. So I will let it go, just because we
lovea you. Now, Giuseppe, get the special table ready. These people
are hungry.”
    Giuseppe is Papa’s nephew, and I’ve always
thought he should be a model. His dark, Italian looks are one of
the reasons I’ve had a major crush on him forever. He comes up to
me, bends over and kisses my hand, and my heart flips as usual.
Yes, I know my heart flips at the attention of beautiful men,
except for Liam, which I will have to analyze further. Giuseppe
then takes my hand and leads us to the best table by the kitchen.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the three “Modelteers” frowning
at the gesture. So much testosterone in one space. Awesome .
    Dinner, to my surprise, turns out to be a
wonderful affair. The food is delicious as always, and the company
keeps me laughing with the tales of the life of a male model. Even
Liam chimes in, telling us of his photo shoot with an amorous
kangaroo. I haven’t laughed this much in years. I suddenly feel so
comfortable with these guys.
    Papa’s equally rotund wife joins us at one
point, and with the wine and the company, I really don’t want this
night to end.
    On the ride home, Drew turns on the heat, and
with the wine and the smooth ride of the car, I feel my eyes
closing. The next thing I know, I’m being carried from the car into
our building. The arms hold me snugly, and my eyes are so heavy
that I keep them shut. I hear voices, but I’m too tired to answer.
My bed feels wonderful when I’m placed gently on it. I feel lips
touching mine and then I feel myself drift off.

    I loved having her in my arms. Tonight I wanted her
complete attention. She is so amazing—warm and giving. Watching her
with the people at Papa’s makes me believe I can feel again. I
wonder how long she was in that relationship Papa mentioned. Who
ended it? Does she have a broken heart? Will she even give me a
chance? I felt so much jealously when that Giuseppe guy kissed her
hand. I would love for her to look at me the way she looked at him.
I need her. God, I sound like a stalker. It’s been such a short
time, but I feel…she makes me feel alive.

I haven’t seen the guys in a few weeks, and I
still don’t know who put me to bed that night. I can still feel his
lips, and then nothing . I’m not going to go there. Life is
hectic with my classes seeming to stretch for hours, and work,
well, let’s just say it’s work. It seems like I’m always rushing,
like right now to go meet Julie. She’s waiting by her car, and I
can tell by her face she thinks I’m late.
    “It’s about time. You’re late,” she quips as
she hits the button to unlock the doors.
    “Yep, three whole minutes,” I respond, loving
the scowl she sends my way. “Turn that frown upside down. We’re
going on a big adventure. Oh, how I love Halloween!” I watch as she
tries not to smile and then rubs her hands together, breaking into
a huge smile.
    “I want to be something totally different
this year. I’m