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    FIVE YEARS LATER CHAPTER 7

    Shane-

    Today the doors to my salon remain closed. No I havent become some kind of miserable recluse, although the idea seems pretty pleasing now that Im sitting in Alices office looking at journalist after journalist. They all look the same and Im stumped if I know what Im even here for.
    The door closes and Alice turns to me grimacing. Is it just me or did he look like a priest? She shuffles some papers shaking her head and sighing. Were getting nowhere She glances at her watch. Weve got time for one more, but it looks like Im going to have to hold more interviews tomorrow
    Theres a knock at the door and Alice mumbles for them to come in. The door opens and I find myself staring at this beautiful woman whose walking closer and closer to me. She smiles at me, her perfectly arched lips making me want to smile for the first time since I got here. She holds out a hand for me to shake. I hold it in my own, meeting the darkest pair of brown eyes I have ever looked into. My names Nancy Her voice is silky smooth, and I know without even having to think about it that she gets my vote.
    She introduces herself to Alice, their conversation lost on me as I take in the new girl. She looks young, younger than me but since when has that ever mattered? Dressed in black pants that hug all of the right places, and a white shirt that exposes a black bra and hints at her full cleavage. She crosses her legs chatting easily to Alice, every so often moving her gaze to meet mine. This is really interesting Alice says, looking at a piece of paper that rests in her lap.
    Is this your partner? Nancy asks. I shake my head a little too persistently.
    No Im single and Alice is practically married
    I think she meant business partner Shane
    She smiles as I wince. Its an easy mistake to make She reassures me.
    Im just here to help Al out I explain charm dripping off of every syllable that leaves my mouth.
    Lets just say she has a keen eye, especially when it comes to the ladies Alice tells her without looking up from the sheet of paper shes still staring at.
    So thats why the last guy looked so disgruntled
    I shrugg and give her one of my trademark winks.
    Anyway Alice says. Between the three of us youve got the job. Your the best aplicant Ive had all week, but Ill call you and let you know
    Thank you so much Nancy gushes shaking Alices hand again. I wont let you down
    No problem. So if you just leave me your details Ill get in touch with you over the weekend and then hopefully Ill see you on monday
    Sure let me just… She scribbles her address and phone number onto a scrap of paper and hands it to Alice. Maybe I could accidentally copy that number down?
    Ok well Monday then Alice says walking Nancy to her office door. I follow lagging behind.
    Ill see you Monday, and I guess Ill see you around Shane The mischief in her eyes is breath taking. I smile coyly nodding my head and waving goodbye. You will definately see me around.

    Alice-

    You know Im still trying to get used to being in charge. This new found respect that I know Ive earned but only because I own a piece of the business. Who would have thought it me a business woman. I snort at the thought of it as I organise the papers on my desks.
    So it looks like Ive found somebody to fill in the spot for Andrea now that shes decided to start up her own gardening magazine. Even if Nancy was a bad writer I think Id still have to hire her just to make Shane happy. But something tells me Shane wont be happy and in less than a weeks time my journalist will join her long list of one night stands. I worry for Shane. Now that I have Dana I realise how miserable it is to be on your own. Shes the only one out our family who hasnt found somebody yet, and I cant help but feel guilty when we go out and shes the only non couple of our group.
    I feel strong arms wrap around my middle and a soft face, that can only be Danas, nuzzle into the crook of my neck. I rest my head against Danas, caressing her hands with my fingertips as they tenderly stroke my stomach. Mmm I groan. Ive been waiting to kiss you all day I turn around in her hold, wrapping my arms loosely around her neck as I kiss her. I stroke my fingers across her cheeks.
    Was it worth the wait? She asks, resting her hands on my hips. My hands flutter down her hips to cup her *****.
    Definately I lean back a little, checking out the goods. Checking out my goods. You cant imagine how gorgeous she looks right now. Shes wearing navy jeans that seem to cling perfectly to her best assest, a crisp black shirt undone to reveal her bronzed skin, and the kind of boots that manage to divert my attention from the way her ***** look in that shirt, for at least a second anyway. Have you had a meeting? I ask gripping her shirt by the collar.
    No
    Then why do you look like something I want to eat? She winks at me.
    I thought that I might treat my girlfriend to dinner?
    As long as you dont mind her looking like she just spent the whole day in a stuffy room She pushes me against the desk, pressing her lips fiercly against my own.
    Personally… She begins her voice deep with arousal. …I really like the stuffy look
    If Ive learnt anything in the five years that Dana and me have been together its that even though she can still be shy and awkward and clumsy around other people, when were alone she somehow turns into a complete viken. You had better take me to dinner Miss Fairbanks or we are going to end up making love right here on my desk…again The sides of her lips curl into a smile that fills me with arousal. I groan grabbing her hand and pulling her towards my office door.

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