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Anne was leaning toward him, sparkling champagne raised to her lips, her eyes large and soft. She was
speaking, talking to him, John, calling him by name. He felt a tingle start somewhere deep inside him,
and his glance was lowered to rest on her tanned hand in his, sending electricity through him. Her hand
trembled when he ran his fingers up her palm, to her wrist where a blue vein throbbed. The slight throb
became a pounding that grew, and when he looked again into her eyes, they were dark and very deep.
They danced and he felt her body against his, yielding, pleading. The room darkened and she was an
outline against the window, her gown floating down about her. The darkness grew denser, or he closed
his eyes, and this time when her body pressed against his, there was nothing between them, and the
pounding was everywhere.

In the deep chair, with the helmet on his head, John's hands clenched, opened, clenched, again and again.

The End




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