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excitement.
    They only received two cheques while working for her, one that was for training and the larger for the tours. She had only fired two employees in the last ten years that she had been running the house, but it had been for gross negligence and trying to sneak friends in after hours. Each worker was given five free passes so there was never a reason to sneak in.
    Michael was scowling a bit more than he needed to be with the grand opening coming in two more days, so she had a word with him. “What is the problem, Michael?"
    "You and Alexi."
    "What about it?"
    "Have you chosen him?"
    "No.” Those two letters immediately caused a blooming smile to cross the face of her moon. She couldn't help but smile in return. “I will see you at nine."
    "I will see you then.” He took her hand in his and kissed the knuckles, then practically skipped away. He was really happy about something.
    Alexi merely sighed and left with a promise to see her the following day. Tara qualified it with, “Not before four in the afternoon, please.” She wasn't about to get caught up in that one again.
    The doorbell summoned her with cheerful charm and she swung the door open before she reached it. There was her date, attired in a black shirt and jeans, which made his moon-white skin glow in the dim lighting. He was holding a box and a picnic basket. Apparently, they were staying in.
    He extended the large box with the golden bow, “This is for you."
    She smiled and opened the box with trembling fingers. It was a light parcel, but something solid was inside. The solid thing was a dress of silver cobwebs. “It's beautiful.” She held it up against her and gave him her best smile. “Can I go try it on?"
    "By all means. I will wait here."
    "Just a minute, I will get the couch to come out.” She fumbled with the dress, the box and the remote before she remembered that she could do it via her mind. Her face flamed as she let the dress and box fly into the air, while bringing the house remote to her hand. The home theatre was set up in a few seconds of sliding panels and rising platforms and she led the way for her dress around the corner.
    She slipped the gown over her head the instant that she was out of his sight, and of course, naked. The gown clung too tightly to allow for under clothing. She would simply have to go commando. One of the mirrors that lined the small sitting room that she was in showed her that going sans underwear was definitely the way to go. The webs of the gown played hide and seek with the light, concealing and revealing at the same time. Very daring. At least she wouldn't be wearing it out in public. In fact, her audience of one had gotten tired of waiting.
    "You look wonderful."
    She would have whirled to confront him, but she could see him in the mirror. The appreciation in his dark eyes was all the compliment she wanted. She turned to face him, slowly, letting him enjoy the view. “Does it fit?"
    "Better than I could have imagined."
    He came toward her slowly, letting her see his desire, love and lust, all in those dark eyes. She went into his arms gladly, with a smile on her lips. Where Alexi made her feel wanted, Michael made her feel cherished. Both were important, but right now, the cherishing won, hands down. He ran his hands over her curves, learning, memorizing and appreciating with every touch. She took her time learning him as well. The column of his neck, the cool silk of his hair, the breadth of his shoulders and the feel of his body under her hands.
    Where Alexi had been fire, Michael was water, everywhere at once with a cool and deliberate motion. She let him wash over her as he took her in his arms and carried her to the couch. He laid her back and caressed every inch of her through the gown, finally sliding his hands up and under the hem to work his fingers toward her heated core. She was more than wet, more than ready, but he took his time. Two fingers moved within her in a slow pulsing, then