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me her card to call and arrange a lunch meeting. I’m not going to let the grass grow on this one. She’ll be my largest client to date.”
    “That’s great honey. I’m sure that your good looks and charm won’t hurt one bit. I heard she’s a shameless flirt. Not too shabby looking for an old lady either.” Rachel laughed.
    “Hey. You better not consider forty old because my fortieth is just around the corner you know and I would hate to think you believe I’m over the hill or something,” Lara joked.
    “Not a chance, especially the way you acted tonight. God, Lara, you tired me out and I’m ten years your junior. I better start taking vitamins if I hope to keep up with you in our golden years.”
    “No worries. I’ll just trade you in for a younger model when you grow old and gray.” Lara chuckled.
    “Fine, then I’ll take every last cent of those millions you’ve amassed and get my own hot Latin lover.” Rachel grinned.
    Lara set her phone on the nightstand and climbed into bed with her wife. She was thankful that Rachel was still a little groggy from sleep and hadn’t asked any questions about why she had her phone with her. Lara thought that in many ways Rachel was young and naïve. She knew that Rachel would never suspect anything. It was one of the things she loved most—her trusting nature. Lara remembered Rachel telling her once that it was always better to assume good intentions.
    With Rachel curled up in her arms, Lara fell into a deep, satisfying sleep.

     
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    Rachel absently stroked Lara’s stomach. She could feel Lara’s slow even breathing as she entered dreamland. Rachel was now wide-awake after noticing that her wife was not in bed after calling out to her.
    Rachel watched Lara saunter back into their bedroom with the moonlight spotlighting her beautiful naked form. Rachel thought Lara was one of the most exquisite women she’d ever met and the first time she’d laid eyes on her, she knew she had to have her. Their sexual chemistry was explosive. Lara was one of the few women who could keep up with her heightened need for physical intimacy. It didn’t escape Rachel’s keen observation skills when Lara set her cell phone on the nightstand.
    Rachel wondered who Lara was texting or e-mailing in the middle of the night. She didn’t hear her speaking to anyone on the phone, so she assumed that when she came back into the bedroom and laid the phone on the dresser, that she was checking e-mails or texting someone. That damn phone was tethered to her hand. Sometimes Rachel got irritated with Lara’s laser-like focus on business which stressed their relationship. It was her only irritation with their marriage.
    Finally, Rachel would have Lara all to herself for a full month. She was delighted that the Seattle office required her attention for that amount of time. It would be the longest timespan that Lara remained in Seattle before returning to New York since their honeymoon two years ago. Rachel intended on making the most of this time and was quite pleased with her plans for Lara’s fortieth birthday party. It would be a night to remember.
    Rachel had been extra careful not to let the cat out of the bag. She hoped that Lara would appreciate the surprise party she’d planned.
    Rachel settled into Lara’s protective embrace and nodded off to sleep with a contented smile on her face. Dreaming of the fancy black tie affair she had planned, she sighed and did not move until the annoying alarm startled her awake at six-thirty.

     
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    The song, It’s A Beautiful Day , blared from the speaker of the tablet setting on the nightstand closest to Lara.
    “Jesus, Lara, do you have to program that to blare, It’s A Beautiful Day , so fucking loud that my grandmother can hear it from her grave,” Rachel grumbled.
    Lara kissed Rachel on the lips and sat up, stretching her arms above her head. “Well, good morning to you, too, little Miss Sunshine.”
    “Now that I’m