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I
fish
into
my
clutch
purse
and
hand
him
the
ticket
,
which
he
gives
to
the
doorman
.
I
peek
up
at
him
as
we
stand
waiting
.
“
Thank
you
for
dinner
,
”
I
murmur
.
“
It
’
s
a
pleasure
as
always
,
Miss
Steele
,
”
he
says
politely
,
though
he
looks
deep
in
thought
,
completely
distracted
.
As
I
peer
up
at
him
,
I
commit
his
beautiful
profile
to
memory
.
The
idea
that
I
might
not
see
him
again
haunts
me
,
unwelcome
and
too
painful
to
contemplate
.
He
turns
suddenly
,
staring
down
at
me
,
his
expression
intense
.
“
You
’
re
moving
this
weekend
to
Seattle
.
If
you
make
the
right
decision
,
can
I
see
you
on
Sunday
?
”
He
sounds
hesitant
.
“
We
’
ll
see
.
Maybe
,
”
I
breathe
.
Momentarily
,
he
looks
relieved
,
and
then
he
frowns
.
“
It
’
s
cooler
now
,
don
’
t
you
have
a
jacket
?
”
“
No
.
”
He
shakes
his
head
in
irritation
and
takes
off
his
jacket
.
“
Here
.
I
don
’
t
want
you
catching
cold
.
”
