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persuaded to sell.”
    “Bly, let’s go, please,” Charlotte said, tugging on his arm, but he just smiled and pulled her against him.
    “Yes, Neal, call him and tell him to name his price. I’d like to have it shipped to my beautiful Charlotte’s address,” Bly said.
    “Certainly, certainly… I can make that happen. It’s a vibrant canvas, would you care to see a picture of it. I keep files from the major auction houses and from past sales.”
    Charlotte left the store and walked down the street, she was sick with herself for letting him in the door the night before. He called to her to wait, and in a few minutes he caught up to her.
    “I want to give you a gift,” he said, reaching out and catching her arm. He pushed her against the car and his lips were hot on her skin, “why won’t you accept it, Charlotte? You know how it will end eventually, you’ve always been mine, why do you fight me?”
    “No, just… no, I shouldn’t have to explain it to you,” she said, and tried to struggle away, but he held her there and she felt his erection, hard and insistent between them.
    “Well I already bought the painting,” he smiled down at her, his smell and the feel of him making her weak, “I’ll give it to Atticus as a belated birthday present then. He can sell it when he’s eighteen to pay for college and have a helluva good time with the rest of the money.”
    “Hang it in your office, Bly. I said I want to go home, don’t fucking try to provoke my husband,” Charlotte said, slipping away from him and into the car.
    They didn’t speak as they drove, Charlotte stared out at the untamed grandeur of the rugged coastline. Bly stopped the car as they approached Bixby Bridge, and Charlotte couldn’t help but comment on its beauty. They walked a little way onto the scenic arched bridge, and Bly fished coins out of his pockets so they could toss them over the side and make a wish.
    “Tell me your wish,” he said, and he pushed the hair away from her face, letting his fingertips linger on her cheek and trace her lips.
    “I can’t tell or it won’t come true, what about you?” she asked, and she backed away from his touch.
    “I’m not telling if you’re not,” he said, and they smiled and stood too close, then walked back to the car as the incessant fog began to gather on the rocks below.
    They hiked through the woods near the cabin before the fog snaked up the cliff, and marveled at the size and majesty of the Coast Redwoods. As the sun went down, the forest darkened quickly, and they made their way back to the cabin before they lost their way.
    “I’m just going to have a bath, there’s a great tub… that wasn’t an invitation… or anything else,” she said and her face turned as red as could be.
    “I’ll stay out here and behave myself,” he said, and smiled as he laid out cheese and French bread on a plate, and poured wine for her. “Wine, so you can relax in your bath,” he said, handing her the glass.
    She soaked in the heavenly bath, fragrant with the oil of Ojai oranges, then walked naked into the bedroom to dress. Bly was standing in the doorway waiting for her. She stopped and covered her breasts with her hands, then wondered what she would do about the rest of her nakedness, so she turned her back on him.
    “No,” he said firmly, and he stood behind her and rested his hands on her waist. He felt her trembling, so after a moment he forced his hands away from her body, “Let me look at you, Charlotte. I won’t touch you, but I want to see you.”
    She hesitated, then turned toward him slowly, she moved her hands away and looked into his eyes. The look on his face was nearly more than she could stand. A look of wonder, and so much longing and love, then lust, and finally surprise. She looked down to see what surprised him, and she realized he’d never know her with her little bare pussy. She turned away quickly, and heard him let out a long breath. He picked up her robe and