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    When I pulled up to t he Montgomery Hotel, my stomach was in knots. I hadn’t seen Enrique since we graduated from college. After we graduated, each of us had lived at home for a while. We’d toyed with the idea of getting back together, but he ended up going to the East Coast to get his MBA, and we lost touch.
    Seeing him again made me so nervous I felt like I was going to vomit. I took a quick peek at myself in my rearview mirror, smoothed out my hair, and reapplied my Merlot-colored lipstick. I rubbed my lips together—just like my mama showed me when I was a kid—took a deep breath, and stepped out of my Jeep.
    The doorman gave me an approving glance as he held the door open for me. “Have a nice evening, young lady.” The “young lady” comment made me smile, and when I stepped into the lobby, there was Enrique, walking toward me.
    “Maria!” He picked me up and spun me around as he hugged me tight. “Let me take a look at you.” He scanned my body and my face, taking me in. “You look gorgeous, Mari, just incredible!”
    His words and sexy Spanish accent made me feel weak in the knees. “Thank you, Enrique. You look amazing too. You haven’t changed a bit.”
    It wasn’t totally true. If it was possible, he actually looked better now—and that was really saying something. His once lean body had filled out to broad shoulders and chiseled muscles. His crisp, white button-down was in stark contrast to his olive skin, and his black suit pants hung just so, subtly highlighting the impressive bulge waiting beneath them.
    “Are you hungry?” he asked.
    “Famished. Let’s eat!”
    We walked into the hotel restaurant, and he told the hostess we’d arrived; she sat us at an intimate corner table. Enrique pulled my chair out for me and tucked me in once I was seated.
    I ordered a shrimp Caesar salad, and he ordered lobster tail and a bottle of white wine that cost more than my car payment. I was so flustered I could only pick at my salad; being with E nrique had me completely out of my element. My stomach was empty, but he kept pouring the wine and I kept drinking it. Before I knew it, we’d gone through two bottles. We laughed and reminisced for the entire meal, intoxicated by memories and lust.
    He picked up the check and asked if I wanted to join him for a nightcap in his room. I paused for a moment, trying to read his expression. Did he really mean “just a drink” or did he have something more in mind? He just stood there smiling with his head tilted slightly, waiting for my answer.
    I decided that for me, right then, it didn’t matter what his motives were. “Sure, that sounds great.” Going to his room meant we’d have more time together, and in that moment, that was all I cared about.
    He unlocked the door to his room and made a beeline to the mini-bar. “We have tequila, rum, vodka. How about I mix you up a rum and Coke?”
    “Sure.” I sat on the plush, golden yellow couch and waited for him. He had two big drinks in his hands when he stopped in front of me.
    He sat next to me—very, very close to me. I felt his warmth and drank in his delicious scent. He smelled like Eternity for Men mixed with coconut shampoo. We sipped our drinks and then set them down on the table.
    Enrique put his hand gently on my knee and looked into my eyes, asking me with his gaze if I wanted more. “Mari, you look amazing. You were hot in school, but honestly, you are more beautiful today than ever.” His voice was low and raspy.
    I raised my eyes to meet his and thanked him wordlessly. He took my face in his hands and very slowly leaned in for a soft kiss. The hair on my arms stood up and my heart was racing. I couldn’t believe such a tender kiss could turn me on so much.
    I pulled away for just a moment; it was our last chance to not do this. But when I looked in his eyes, I realized there was no turning back. The yearning in his eyes rendered me