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Chapter 2 He went home and dialed her number—the one-day-only contact
number she had given him the night before. “Talk about tight deadlines…” he murmured
as the phone paused between rings. “I heard that,” she said, and once again,
he was gripped by that indefinable feeling that all was right with the world.
She was overwhelming him, and he liked it. “Well, you give me a number that will work for just one day, and
then you leave. What would you call that?” She chuckled, a gruff, derisive
sound that sent blood rushing through his veins in a fiery, exciting current.
He had not realized such things could happen to a man his age, but he was
absolutely charmed by this woman’s idiosyncrasies. After settling the details of their date—or rather, agreeing to
all her terms, he hung up the phone and turned to the mirror. His jaw line
was still sharp, his eyes piercing, and his salt-and-pepper razor stubble
looked good and minimized wrinkle lines. All in all, he made a striking
impression on everyone who met him for the first time. His figure was good,
also. At 5’11”, he wasn’t remarkably tall, but his clothes hung well on his
fit frame, masking a body that still looked good at 60 years of age. “Thank God you are a handsome man, or you’d be sunk.” Then,
swallowing his foolish pride, he admitted the truth to himself. “It’s more
likely your bankroll, rather than your debonair exterior that won you this
chance. Thank the Lord that you were hard at work when other men were wooing,
so that you could be ready now for this date.” It felt so fated. He knew, just knew
that all his life had led to this moment. As a young man, As a middle aged man, he had come to like his name. “In cliché fashion, business magnate, Hawthorne, of “Apparently, What could one do? The press had been asking about his sex life
for years, and he finally gave them what they wanted. It was a decent witness
for Christ, since it could be substantiated by years of honest, clean living.
He felt as if he had done a good thing by opening himself up like that.
However, twenty years later, he was to find reason to regret that
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