It was certainly easier now that his wife had business interests separate from his.So it was that it didn't even occur to him that this would be Melis...a's first day until he was nearly at the plant. He couldn't prevent the twinge in his loins, but at the same time he hoped that he could develop a professional relationship with the fashion design graduate. Business pressures and sexual tension could make for an uncomfortable work environment.'I hope Miz Somers knows how to compartmentalize, ' he. After that, we decide to spend the rest of our time together in the cabin. We lay on the bed and held each other and I sobbed a little with my head buried deep in Mr. Steel's chest. It was 3:45 when we stopped a few blocks from my house and parked off a side street out of view. "What can I do to make it up to you,” Mr. Steel asked. "I'm OK," I said, "I'm just gonna miss you. This was the best weekend of my life." He smiled and said, "I really want to take you home with me, you know? Or run. My handbag was on the chair where I'd left the jeans the night before.The Geoff wallet was nowhere to be seen.I went downstairs, still feeling a little off. I wasn't sure why exactly;just not quite comfortable, maybe even slightly anxious. I shook it offand grabbed my coat in case the weather turned. It looked sunny enoughoutside for now.I got in the car and drove down to my health club spa, the Artesian Well.It was in Wilder's Pool, right on the edge of Nockton Vale, with lovelyviews down the. We walked to the car and he held the passenger door open for me. Iwas surprised by his suddenly chivalrous manner. I also wassurprised to be escorted to the passenger side. I always drove untilnow. I had to remind myself of my change in status. Peter closed thedoor after I got in, and went around to the driver's side. He handedme the directions to Marshall's house so that I could act as navigator.As we left the motel parking lot, the missing windshield started to playhavoc with my hair. I told.