Another thought quickly came to mind, and he immediately turned to the shelf below the phone and grabbed the phone book. In just a few seconds, he loc...ted the phone number for Coombs Specialties.It was already twenty-five minutes to nine, and he wondered if they would be open, as many of the stores in the downtown area stayed open late on Wednesday nights. The phone was answered after just two rings."Coombs Specialties: how may I help you?" The voice was that of a young woman, and she sounded. You made me feel so welcome!”She turned and left. Emily.As one can imagine, I was somewhat aflame during thecourse of the day. A meeting with my partner and a newclient went just fine, I don’t think anyone noticed howdistracted I was. Fortunately I was able to focus on ourproject, but it seemed that the space between words wasfilled with a breathless awareness, a delicious tension.My few words with Em this morning had flared up a desirethat I hadn’t felt for many years. I. Both their tongues moved along each other to the rhythm of their still dancing bodies and to the rhythm of Celine Deon. After thirty seconds of sensual French kissing, Harry withdrew, turned off the music and ran to the end of the room. "I'm so sorry Ashley!" He exclaimed as tears ran down his chin. "Its just you were so beautiful when I saw you sing, and when you talked to me in that voice I-" Before Harry could finish, Ashley had run up to him and kissed him on the lips again. After the. . how do you know so much about me? Who are you?" I managed to ask.She smiled at me. "I was wondering how long it would take you to ask. My name is Natalya... As to how I know these things, let's just say I have a knack for seeing things in people."I shook my head, slightly angry. "I'm not buying that. Please, Natalya, tell me the truth."She nodded. "Fine, but if I tell you, your life will change in ways you cannot even begin to imagine."Not really understanding, I went ahead and urged her to.