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replied with a wink before turning to the buffet. “Would you like a glass of wine?"
    "Yes, thank you.” Viv sat back and admired the view. Paul was still shirtless and barefooted. The well-worn jeans molded to his ass and thighs with perfection. She wondered if he wore underwear, and the image had her clenching her thighs together. It seemed as if it should be a physical impossibility, but she wanted him again. Vivian closed her eyes and allowed her mind to wander.
    "Should we have coffee instead?” Paul's playful question gave her a start. She stared up at him, trying to formulate a snappy retort as the last piece of her fantasy still played in her head. She accepted the glass of wine he offered, trying hard to keep the beverage from sloshing out due to her trembling fingers. After taking a healthy sip, Viv moistened her dry lips with the tip of her tongue.
    "What in the hell were you just thinking about, darlin'?"
    "You getting me off with your tongue,” she answered with a boldness that shocked, invigorated, and frightened her all at the same time. Paul groaned before leaning down to capture her mouth in a kiss that left no doubt what her declaration did to him. Viv ran her palms along his thighs, on each stroke, coming closer and closer to his crotch. She broke their kiss and cupped his erection. “I want more of this, too."
    "Damn straight, and that's why we need to focus on refueling.” Paul slowly moved around the table. He lifted the cloches with a flourish before sitting down. “I chose some of my favorites. I hope you like them."
    "This is spectacular.” She breathed in the succulent aromas while appreciating the stunning presentation. Petite filet mignon, grilled jumbo shrimp, asparagus with hollandaise, and a salad of mixed greens, walnuts, and dried cranberries. Viv eagerly picked up her silverware. “I love when a chef understands that high-end ingredients, prepared properly, don't require frou-frou bells and whistles.” She savored a mouthful of steak.
    "Do you still spoil the office with baked goods and a summer barbeque?"
    "I'm not at TCI anymore. I got burned out with the stress and corporate bullshit. Now I work with a small accounting firm, have my own clients, set my own hours. The people are great, and yeah, I cook for them a lot."
    "That's wonderful, Viv. So tell me what else you've been up to. Earlier, the discussion revolved around me and Colin."
    "Oh, God, nice friend I am, huh? Instead of celebrating with Carol, I up and disappear! I wouldn't blame her for being furious, and Lord knows what Colin thinks of me.” She rubbed her forehead and frowned.
    "No worries, darlin', I talked to them when you were asleep."
    "Please tell me not in here?"
    "Of course not,” he chuckled. “They were leaving when I went to the office. Both of them eloquently described what they'll do to me if I don't treat you right."
    "I'm sorry I missed that."
    "I'm not. Oh, and Carol said to call her.” Vivian rolled her eyes, knowing that Carol was going to want a level of disclosure far outside her comfort level. What the hell, she'd deal with that later. “Enough about them, I'm still waiting to hear about you."
    Viv wasn't used to talking about herself, but with Paul's gentle encouragement, she soon found herself discussing all sorts of personal subjects. The conversation flowed effortlessly between light-hearted and deeply emotional events of the last years.
    "So you've been out of town, business or pleasure?"
    "Definitely pleasure. I was in Maryland with my brother, sister-in-law, and newborn niece. Randy, Carla, and now Stephie are my only family. We had a ball and, if I do say so myself, I don't suck in the taking care of a baby department, despite having absolutely no experience. Once I got over being scared to death of the little shit, we became fast friends."
    "I have seven nieces and nephews, ranging in age from six months to fifteen years old. I'll take the babies over the teenagers any day of the