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User erectorset1241 has sent you an instant message. Do you wish to accept it?
She'd forgotten to log off her instant messaging program earlier. She rarely used the program, preferring the chat on the phone or through email, so she was rarely online long enough to get soliciting messages from strangers.
Her fingers moved the mouse to hover over the Deny button, to delete the message. Ignore it. With a twist of her wrist, she changed her answer to Accept.
I hear the Come Inn has great midday rates.
She stared at the screen, pulse quickening. The words twisted her stomach, and not totally in dismay. He'd remembered, but why shouldn't he? They'd been his words, way back when.
"We'll end up sneaking around in hotel rooms when we're in our thirties," he'd told her when she said she was going to marry Jason.
"I hope not," had been her reply. "Because that means everything I'm hoping to have in my life will have been a lie."
She'd just turned thirty-four. He'd have turned the same age this past July. She wasn't angry that he was trying to see if she remembered the last words they'd shared. She was furious he'd assume she'd be willing to cheat on her husband.
He didn't know about Jason, of course. Couldn't. He was being his typical self, cocky and arrogant, teasing her into a conversation she knew she shouldn't have. If he thought she was married, he'd be testing her to see how far he could get her to go.
A full minute had passed while she processed his words and thought about deleting them. And yet, when she moved the mouse to the small red "x" at the top of the message window, she couldn't quite do it.
The pure and dirtyfact was she wasn't married any longer, and Lida was absolutely right. Arden needed to get laid. And even now, years later, with a good marriage and a hundred thousand wonderful memories filling her brain, she still had room to remember the brief time she'd spent with Shane.
Good sex--really, really good sex--was hard to forget. Almost as hard to forget as first love. She wouldn't have said she loved him, knew he hadn't loved her, but they had been tied together for that time, had forged a link that had been tenuous but powerful.
It hadn't been love, but it had been something strong enough to make her dream about him.