They embraced while coming down from their sexual peak."You liked it?" Brooke asked."Hell yes. Now, since I'm in here, I had a question," Mark said, w...hile lathering."What?" Say you win this. What's next for Brooke Ashford?" Mark said, looking at her in the eyes."I am a dancer. That bar job we have together is a job to me. Dancing is my passion. This woke me up." I got your back, Miss New Booty. Always," Mark said, slapping her butt playfully."Hey!" Brooke said, chasing after him. The morning of. "Hey, Cindy," Ryan said with a small smile. He was always like that: quiet and polite. Cindy grinned and wrapped him in a tight hug, finding herself vaguely surprised at how big he was getting. At 23, Cindy was older than Ryan by five years, so he was still about an inch shorter than she was, but he was certainly not the boy she'd left at home five years ago. Ryan was thin, not overly muscular but fit, courtesy of his habit of running along the beach, and his sandy blonde hair was cut short.. Ann left to continue packing. Some alone time. I took some time to sit alone in the den. I moved the contents of Ann’s CD to my laptop’s hard drive and looked for the file she said she had written just for me. There was a file named: ‘Beloved.’ Reading it brought tears to my eves. I felt so totally and completely loved. I tracked Ann down and gave her a long soft kiss and a longer hug. We melded together. If we hadn’t just made love I would have carted her off to bed. She knew it. As I returned. Pride in your work and all that!’ I gave him the bird as I Ieft the boardroom, allowing Dannii to proceed through the door I opened for her. She thanked me and made some remark about being so honest with the boss, which I could only smile at and make some nervous macho laugh, which only made me cringe on the inside. Over the next few weeks, I trained Dannii from the other side of the desk, not wanting to risk her clocking my huge erection every time I saw her get up to get some faxes or talk.