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Danny looked back.

"Hey, wasn't that the house back there?"

"There's a full moon tonight, so I thought we'd have dinner first, then go back and wander around the house in the moonlight."

"Sounds good to me."

They dined at La Scala and talked the way old friends do. Chris hadn't been dating since the divorce, and she enjoyed the lack of complication in her friendship with Danny; she trusted him completely.

Danny had had a rough time as a young man, she knew, but now he was established as one of the industry's leading hair. stylists. He had two dozen films under his belt, working with the whole of Hollywood's leading ladies, and Chris felt that he always made time for her, both when she was working and when she was not.

"Listen, Chris," Danny said, "isn't it about time you started seeing some guys?"

"Oh, Danny, I just don't feel like it."

"Horseshit. You're a normal American girl; you got hormones, just like everybody else. You spend all your time hanging out with a faggot me."

"I'd rather spend time with you than anybody I know," she said.

"That's nice, but I'm just one of the girls. I know you, and you need something more than me."

"Maybe in time, but not now." She finished her coffee.

"Come on, let's go see the house."

They drove back through Malibu to Big Rock, named for the geological formation that loomed over the highway. Chris parked at the gate and worked the combination lock that secured it, then they stepped past the fence and arrived at the front door.

The full moon was high now, and everything appeared in sharp relief.

"Wow," Danny said reverently.

"It's real, isn't It's getting that way." Chris led him down the hallway that ran straight through the house, then to the right and into the living room, taking care not to trip over debris.

"A really nice-sized room," Danny said.

"Are you going to buy a lot of new furniture?"

"Some. Brad said I could have whatever I wanted from the Bel Air house, and I like a lot of the pieces. I'll need new bedroom furniture, though." She led him through the living room to the kitchen.

"It has its own little deck, for dining outside," she said, pointing it out, "and there's enough room for friends to sit around and talk to me while I'm cooking."

"I'll watch," said Danny, who was a lousy cook.

"It's going to be a great kitchen," Chris said.

"Everything I've always wanted."

"There's a lot to be said for having everything you always wanted," Danny laughed.