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complaining before he met Jill,” he replied quickly.  At least she was distracted for the moment.  Hopefully she wouldn’t fall back into her earlier mood.
                  “And here I thought I was going to have to interrogate you some more,” she said raising her head and looking him in the eye.
                  “Could we shower off first and give me about an hour to recover?” he pleaded jokingly.  Well, not completely, he was worn out and really could use a break.  But if her mood turned dark again, he was ready to do whatever he could for her.
                  Luckily she seemed more at ease.  Letting go of his cock she sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed.  Then she stopped and said quietly, “You didn’t answer my question.”
                  Alex looked over and saw she was keeping her back to him.  Not a good sign. 
                  “Look, we can go back to the bar and you can ask Tony yourself…” he began.
                  “You know what I mean, Alex.  Why did you settle for me?” she turned giving him the look she reserved for interrogating suspects.  “I’m fifteen years older than you.”
                  “Exactly,” he answered simply, “you’re more experienced.”
                  Her eyes narrowed dangerously.
                  “At life,” he added quickly. “You don’t want to just talk about the latest movie or TV show.  You don’t go on about your last shopping trip or gossip about someone else’s most recent dating disaster.  You talk about things that are real and you do something about them.”
                  She dropped the look of annoyance and exchanged it for one of modesty.
                  He continued, “You like books.”
                  “And porn videos,” she remarked, curious to see if he would rise to the bait.
                  Alex took no notice as he continued, “You have a great mind and you use it.”  He paused, looked at her with true affection and smiled. “And your love is deeper and more real than anything I’ve ever known.”
                  She smiled back, “And the fact that I keep in such good shape?”
                  “Icing on the cake,” he replied waggling one eyebrow roguishly at her.
                  “Your sister doesn’t think much of me,” she pointed out.
                  “My dear Veronica,” he sighed dramatically, “she doesn’t think that much of ME.  So you’re in good company.”
                  “She wouldn’t mind seeing you with Sassy-Cassie.”
                  He had expected this.  Cassandra Elliott was the daughter of a billionaire family who were big in the hotel and shipping industries. He had met Cassie when his father, a respected architect, had been called in to draw up the plans for some expansions on the family’s mansion in Port Helena on Long Island.   Cassie was six and he was ten, but in spite of the age difference they had become close friends.
                  His only problem with her was that she was constantly making overt plays for him in front of Veronica.  Unfortunately, his own sister acted as her cheering section, believing he suffered an Oedipus complex from their mother dying when they were both very young.
                  This was not the case, but trying to convince Sharon was another matter entirely.  But now he needed to reassure Veronica of that fact. “I suspect Cassie wouldn’t mind being with you as well,” he mused aloud.
                  That took his lady by surprise as she whirled around and stared at him, “She’s bi?”
                  He loved it whenever he could get her off balance.  Especially, if it meant, that he was able to help her past one of her rough spots.