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than a little awed by the sight.  She was used to wealth, but Hector really wasn’t in her league.  As she turned in a full circle, she was stunned at the glorious view of the city.  The décor was much more modern here, but everything still looked comfortable and livable.  Looking at the cream colored sofas with their straight backs, they could be stiff, but there were enough chocolate pillows with various textures to prop up one’s body and….well, curl up next to a tall, attractive man while sipping a glass of wine in front of the massive fireplace on that far wall, she thought dreamily. 
    “I guess so.  Is the game starting already?”
    “No, we’re going to dinner with some business associates.”  He was wearing a suit and tie and she looked at him nervously. “Should I change into something more formal?”
    He looked over at her and finally noticed what she was wearing.  With grim determination, he pulled his eyes away from her lush figure underneath that soft, fuzzy purple sweater .  Damn her for wearing those boots!  What was she trying to do to him?  He was already losing sleep because he wanted to bed her with an intensity that was driving him nuts.  And now she showed up in a soft sweater and boots.  This was just more punishment for last night, he thought.  He wouldn’t let her know how she was getting to him, he told himself.  God help him if she ever found out how effective her retribution had become. 
    “No.  You’re fine.  I’ll go change.”  He disappeared down a hallway, leaving Kallista feeling more than a little lost.  She’d done something wrong yet again but had no idea what had prompted this anger.  All she’d done was fly halfway around the world to meet him at his request and now he was irritated for some mysterious reason .  She was starting to think that perhaps grouchy was just his normal mood. 
    Maybe she should stop trying so hard to please him?  Perhaps approval from Hector was a bit like finding a unicorn, existing only in one’s imagination. 
    He returned a few minutes later in a pair of flat front khaki slacks and a dark sweater .  As she watched him approach, instantly her mouth went dry and she was more than a little flustered.  She’d thought the man looked good in a suit a nd she’d only assumed that his jackets were padded.  But now, seeing him in a light sweater, she could see the muscles in his arms bulging against the material and his hair glistened from a quick shower.  As he approached, she noticed that he smelled divine!  Whatever aftershave he used, she’d like to have some herself, just to put in various places to remind her of….what was she thinking?  She already had enough trouble trying to keep him out of her dreams and here she was, coming up with ways to keep the mercurial man on her mind?   
    “ W hat?” he asked as he flipped through some papers before tossing them onto a desk.  “Are you ready?”
    Kallista pulled her eyes away and took a deep breath.  “Yes.  I guess I am.”
    Dinner was entertaining since it was with several other couples that would be attending the game as well tonight.  She laughed with the other wives who greeted her as if she were an old friend, instantly bringing her to their side of the table so they could give her marriage advice and how to deal with megalomaniacs, which all the men were tagged for the night.  The men, on the other hand, were drinking bourbon and smoking cigars, slapping each other on the backs and taking bets in figures that made Kallista’s eyes widen at the large sums being tossed around.  Overall, the trash talking was amusing and Kallista was amazed to see a new side to Hector, one that showed him as one of the guys, a leader of the pack actually.  These men were friends, she thought, instead of just business acquaintances and she smiled inwardly , happy to know that Hector had others that cared about him. 
    Traveling through New York was painfully slow but at