. it has to be a dream, you think. "Yes, honey, that's exactly what it is....you are dreaming of me." I move over to the edge of your bed and...smile down at you. "This is for you, babe....another present for your birthday." I stretch out my hand and give you a crystal vase with a single pink long-stemmed rose in it. A smile fills your face and a tear comes to your eye as you take it from me. You smell it, the sweet perfume surrounding you....then you whisper, "Thank you Wade. This is. ‘This is him, huh?’ I said under my breath. ‘And you’re sure?’ ‘It doesn’t matter. Until we know he’s not a threat, he’s a threat. Resort security stopped him at the gate this morning. If he is who we think he is, he’ll be back,’ Nigel stated matter-of-factly. ‘And who do you think he is?’ I asked. He didn’t answer immediately, he had his head turned slightly, listening to his ear piece, nodding minutely. ‘One of you,’ he finally responded with a smidge of distaste. ‘We’ve got a press. After he'd cleared away things, he'd gone indoors.In that time she had changed into jeans and sweater and with bare feet, gave the appearance of a twenty-something busy fixing a meal for them in the kitchen. He stood behind her; his arms around her waist and nuzzling her neck kissed her neck tenderly. She turned and facing him, they embraced and kissed deeply."Mm, that was worth waiting for." she sighed.Guy kissed her again and when his hands went inside her sweater, they fondled firm bare. "Did you forget, Dan? I have a husband at home waiting for me with a dozen red roses and a romantic Valentine's card."I tried to keep in touch with her, but it was hopeless. I sent her a text saying it was a wonderful Valentine's meeting, but I really meant mating.She just wrote, "Thanks."I wrote that we should meet again. She claimed a busy schedule. After that, mostly silence. It was clear she had lost interest. Apparently, I didn't give her the excitement she craved. I never did quite.