I felt suddenly underdressed, despite my best efforts to fit in as well. A peasant passing himself off as a prince on the playground of untouchable royalty. Still, I had a part to play, and I’d committed myself to it. “A lovely day.” It was a throw away comment, covering up my sudden awareness of how out of place I felt in her company. It wasn’t the trappings of wealth, mind you, not her beauty or, rather, not just her beauty. It was something indefinable, a glow that came from within, a promise, perhaps, of divinity. “May I?” My expression must have mirrored the surprise I felt as she rested her hand upon the back of the chair opposite me, her sender fingers tipped by perfectly curved moons of crimson, a match for her signature cherry red lips. “Of course.” I stood, allowing her to sit, somehow disguising the tremor in my hands with an off handed gesture towards the garcon, raising an eyebrow at her choice of cocktail; Cîroc grape vodka, Edmond Briottet peach liqueur and lemon. We both had plenty of homework (even though third-year law school turned out to be a relative breeze compared to the first two years), but we had reserved Friday nights and Saturday mornings for our weekly reunions — spelled O-R-G-I-E-S — in my bedroom. The only difficult part was forcing ourselves to get back to Real World business for the remainder of the weekend.Sally loved everything about college life. She loved the classes, the social life, the dorm — even the school cafeteria! She was making plenty of friends with the other women in the dorm and in her classes, and she seemed to love them, too.And I think she loved me. I hadn't so much as looked at another woman since we'd come back from the island. Well, that's not literally true. I looked at plenty of women –- some of them with great admiration. I wasn't dead, and I was still a guy. But none of them inspired me to venture away from Sally Gervais. Not even for a moment.Sally was my girl and I was loving every minute of it.I.
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