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The older couple sat on their private terrace. "Thurston, why is it that you own part of the company, yet we've never been to the resort owned by the company?"
"Because, Lovey, there wasn't time before, with the oil rigs issue, and the stock scandal before that, and…" He trailed off when he saw that his excuses were doing no good. "We'll go there this afternoon," he promised meekly.
He was rewarded with her beautiful smile. "Oh, thank you, Thurston! You truly are wonderful."
He kissed her cheek sweetly. "And you are the finest woman a man could ask for."
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