Put that mixture of hope and doubt in his mind. Move around a bit more. There you go, that’s long enough. I reached behind me and grabbed the zipper... of my dress. My heart was pounding so loud I wouldn’t have been surprised if he could hear it. With my back to the windows, I pulled the zip down. I glanced at the table and, moving towards it, I picked up some papers, letting the dress fall off my shoulders. I stood up, looking at the papers, my dress around my waist. Lovely black, low-cut lacey. She said that I looked quite flushed and must have a terribly high temperature. If she only knew.Minutes seemed like an eternity that passed before I found myself knocking softly on the door of the room number he gave me. I kept awaiting that feeling of wrong and guilt to sweep over me, but it never came.The door opened. I found myself holding my breath. My blood began to rush to my head and I felt certain that I was going to pass out."Jacob?" I weakly asked, as I forced myself to speak."Hello,. That strength was showing through now.“A woman is supposed to help her man, support him, stand by him in times of troubles like these. I have always stood by you. I am standing by you now even though you have been very mean to me the last few days. I understand now why you were mean and I forgive you.”She smiled lovingly and ignored my non responsiveness.“Sweetheart, may I do something I think will help clear your head?”The devil dog was screaming for me to say no. I shoved him back toward that. Again professionally I told her to call any time if her vehicle is giving any kind of trouble. She said OK & asked what I had taken in Lunch .I was blushed with the questioned she asked but coolly answered what I had in lunch. I asked why she asked me this question for which she replied nothing & hanged the phone. A few days later she came to my showroom with some problem in her vehicle & came straight to me & explained the problem. I called the mechanic who started diagnosing the problem. Mean.