Unless something really strange happened, she was mine!We rounded the bend and I headed toward the passenger side of my car. It looks vaguely official... so I counted on her not noticing the lack of identifying marks on the car. I opened the passenger door and turned to face her. She was standing holding the bike by the side of the trail. "Leave the bike there," I said, "and come here please." She set the kickstand in place and walked over to me. I picked up a clipboard and looked at her. "I can. Please."She did so without a word closing the door behind her.Mark bit his lip, tongue-tied for a moment. "I'm so sorry, Victoria," he blurted out. "I'd got it all planned to ask you and then I... ," he paused, "just plain forgot," he added in a rush. "I can't think why. I..." He shrugged his shoulders and held out his hands in puzzlement. "If you're furious with me I quite understand."Victoria looked at his distraught face and restrained herself from flinging her arms round him to comfort. The girls went back to the kitchen and I followed Martin into a cozy living room with a couch, loveseat, recliner and a large TV.“How are things at the Fire Department?” I asked.“We had a totally involved barn yesterday. Nothing to do but let it burn and keep it from spreading. That happens quite a bit with older barns. This one was probably electrical. At least they got the animals out safely.”“That’s good. My friends in the Chicago Fire Department almost never fight fires, and they’re rarely. And that is something I most definitely want to experience more of with my perfect man. O declared that my ass would look good enough to eat in them panties, a statement that piqued my interest.Once all the arrangements had been made, O told me that he'd meet me at the hotel room and that he had another surprise for me if I trusted him and he'd show me when he arrived. Yet more excitement as if I didn't have enough already, meeting the man of my dreams in a romantic hotel room, wearing some.