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relax
slightly and even enjoy myself. Gossiping about people’s dresses and who was
dating who was a fun relief from worrying about my personal life and dwelling
on something which was almost certainly over, and I had made up my mind to
throw myself into the festivities of the evening.
     
    Just as
I was talking to a slightly egotistical businessman who was boasting about how
many millions his last deal was worth, our client stepped up to the microphone
on the elevated platform in the center of the room. Grateful to get away from
my current conversation, I turned my full attention to the podium.
     
    “I’d
just like to welcome everyone who is here tonight; I hope everyone has a
wonderful evening,” he said, raising his champagne flute. Everyone clapped
politely. “I’d like to introduce to you my special guest for this evening.”
     
    He
turned to the side, and I almost gasped as I saw who he was looking at – Mathis
had just walked onto the stage clad in a black tuxedo, his light brown hair
perfectly in place and a wide, charming smile on his lips. It hadn’t even
crossed my mind that he might be here tonight.

Jennifer & Philip
 

Chapter
4
     
    It had taken a long
hot bath and a glass of red wine to help Jennifer relax enough that she felt
like she could actually stretch out in bed. Fortunately, she hadn't needed to
worry about deflecting Rachel's curiosity about her day. Not long after Brad
had left, Rachel had called to tell Jennifer that she wouldn't be coming home
that evening. Rachel hadn't even seemed to notice Jennifer's distant tone, too
excited that she was finally going to go home with a handsome customer she'd
been flirting with for a month.
     
    Rachel had been
trying to get an invite back to his place for the past few weeks so Jennifer
knew that her roommate was going to make the best of it. There was no way
Rachel would be back before dawn and Jennifer was grateful for the alone time.
While she loved Rachel like a sister, and knew that at some point she probably
should confide in the one person who wouldn't judge her, Jennifer was too
tightly wound for any type of introspective conversation, even after her bath.
     
    The hot water had
helped her muscles relax, which in turn had helped her push her questions to
the back of her mind. The wine had taken the edge off and left her with a warm,
fuzzy feeling deep in the pit of her stomach. When she climbed into bed, she
thought that maybe tonight, she could sleep.
     
    To keep her mind
from returning to the chaos of earlier, she picked up a book she kept on hand
whenever she needed some relatively mindless reading. It was her guilty
pleasure, really, but it had never failed to help keep her mind off of the
craziness of everyday life. It was also a good tool for fantasizing and had
been quite a help back when she and Brad had been dating and she'd had to rely
on herself for relief.
     
    She was in the
middle of a particularly steamy scene when her phone rang. She considered not
answering it, but common sense won out and she reached over to at least see who
it was. Her stomach immediately tightened when she saw his name. She answered
it before she could talk herself out of it. “Philip?”
     
    “Jennifer.” His
voice caressed her name like silk. “How are you this fine evening?”
     
    It amazed her that,
despite how angry she'd been at him earlier, how confused she was about their
relationship, the mere sound of his voice when it was low like that could send
heat racing over her nerves.
     
    “I'm…fine.” The
answer she gave sounded even lamer out loud than it had in her head. She set
aside her book. She had a feeling this was going to be far more interesting.
     
    “Have you already
bathed?”
     
    There was no way
that question should sound that sensual. “Y-Yes.” Impulsively, she added, “and
I had a glass of wine.”
     
    “Red or white?”
     
    “Red.”
     
    “Excellent choice,”
Philip said. “Put me on speaker. You're going to