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you just get over here.”
                  “Well, it’s your loss not mine, Adam. OK, let’s go Jonathan.”
                  “That’s our exit too, Arianna, let’s go to my place,” said Adam.
                  In a few minutes, they were inside 10B. With the sliding doors open, you could see and hear the ocean (a beautiful sight). The salty night air drifted in over them as they lay on a blanket on the balcony.
                  He opened his shirt and Arianna saw his golden skin and sun fringed curly hair centered down his chest. His broad chest displayed his pumped muscles and the little Gemini neck piece. Moonlight eyes looked at her and she could have decided to stay here for the rest of her life.
                  When his mouth reached for her, her body rose like the ocean and crested against him. She kissed him as if she had been starving for this kiss, this only kiss, her entire life.
                  Wherever he touched, she felt as if her body had come alive after a Rip Van Winkle sleep. Never had a man created these sensations in her.
    “Arianna, stay the night with me. Let me look at you while you sleep and see the sunrise with you by my side.”
                  “A dreamer’s delight, maybe someday I will. As much as I want to stay, I have to get Nicole home.”
                  “Friday, will you both come back to Webster’s? I’ll bring Beau.”
                  “Yes, we’ll be there, that’s for certain.”
                  Christopher Cross was smoothly singing Sailing as they drove back over the Bay. Fantasy, she thought, this must be a fantasy, I must be dreaming. She was sailing with Adam on an ocean they created for themselves. She hoped this would be the beginning of something wonderful. It’s not that far down to paradise, it just a drive across the bridge to Adam’s house. She would always sing this song on her way to Adam’s house; this would define how she felt about their relationship. She would never again hear that song without feeling happy and dreaming of him. Renoir was no longer an impressionist this morning, life was detailed, every color, every movement had become personified.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter IV
    Dreams of Tomorrow
     
                  Nicole decided she would accept Beau and was no longer pining over Adam.
                  “You’re lucky, Arianna, to have a guy like that, for however long you can hold onto him. I would have given anything to have made sweet love with him, but I guess Beau will have to do. Jonathan is a sweet little honey too, but I’ve already been with him. I do want this to be a vacation to remember so I’ll try Beau on for size. Little prissy Carl, is probably crying his eyes outright now and kicking in the doors of his car.”
    Nicole had come to Tampa on the day she was to be married. Fleeing from the hounds, she had left her fiancé, Carl , standing at the altar.
                  “My Mom went so crazy at the thought of what I was about to do that she begged me to still marry him and just get a divorce after. Imagine that, that’s how much pressure and embarrassment she was going through that she would rather see me divorced than to leave Carl at the last minute. What a mess it is going to be when I get back and have to return all the money and gifts and I am sure Carl will be waiting for me. No one should be married when they have just turned 21. That’s just ridiculous. I’m glad to be rid of him. So, OK, you can have Adam, but I’ll take Jonathan, Beau and whoever else I fancy.”
                  “I know you will be happier without Carl, he’s not the type to spend the rest of your life with. He was such a Mama’s boy, and you would have had a cold-hearted mother-in-law that gnaws on girls like you. I’m glad