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Chapter9

Myles and Lucy were walking towards the Hoover building when someone handed Lucy an advertising leaflet. After absent-mindedly glancing at it, she let it fall to the ground. The leaflet landed on the remains of a hot dog squashed on the pavement. A sudden gush of wind brought it back in the air and made it land on the front of Lucy's shirt.

- Noooo! My new shirt! – Lucy shrieked, picking the sheet of paper with two fingers.

- If you want, we could pass by your apartment so that you can change. – Myles suggested, his heart swelling with joy at the look of gratitude on Lucy's face.

- Thank you, Myles. – She replied, smiling, her eyes shining with sincere gratitude.

- You're welcome. –

Myles observed her while she started walking in front of him. He had always loved the way her hips swayed when she walked, her innate elegance and grace, her smile, her beautiful, tapering hands…

- Myles? Are you coming? – She asked, interrupting his musings.

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Getting in the elevator of the Hoover building some time later, Lucy surprised herself by standing right beside Myles, their shoulders almost touching, even though the elevator was empty.
The day had passed smoothly and Myles had been attentive and funny. And she had truly enjoyed herself although they had spent the morning and part of the afternoon interviewing reluctant people. She knew that it was because of Myles' company. And that thought scared her. She had loved him and he had betrayed her. Was she ready to risk again her heart with the same man? A thought struck her suddenly. He wasn't the same man. No more. The self-centred, severe Myles Leland the Third had slowly but surely disappeared giving the attentive, relaxed Myles Leland the chance to surface.
Lucy relaxed and leaned lightly on his shoulder, feeling him stiffen and then relax, his hand timidly finding its way towards the small of her back.