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Chapter 10
I am not a patient man. I want to talk to Kyra directly, but didn't want to take the chance that she won't listen.
I pace to the window in my penthouse on the top floor of Orton Place. Perhaps I should let her go. I am ruthless as some people think. But I have good reason to be.
When I lost Sam (AN: I decided to change his wife's name from Cassie to Sam), I had lost a part of myself. I met her while building her parent's retirement home. She was sweet, kind and generous…nothing like me. Six months after we met, we got married in her parent's new home. She never stopped encouraging me, believing in me.
I see a woman with long dark brown hair. Kyra. My hands fist when I see the luggage cart. I lost…No, I will not accept defeat. I have to talk her into staying. I am about to open the door when I see Kyra continue toward my building. I went to my elevator and count down the floors as I go down. The door opens and I see her. I decide to talk fast.
"A car is waiting downstairs to take me to the airport." After a moment of hesitation she steps on the elevator.
"Are you staying?"
She finally looks at me, "I wouldn't want to miss the opportunity to see you smile." I didn't know what to say. She touches me in places I thought was long dead. The door opens. I jab the "door close" button. She angles her head as the door shuts.
"Is it all right if I kiss you goodbye?"
"If you do it right."
The corners of my mouth curves slightly upward. Was there any other woman like her. "No one else, but you." I pull her in my arms and my lips find hers.
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