" Okay, and thanks. Wendy, Joan wants to talk to you." Hi, Joannie. He finally did it. We're going to shop for rings tomorrow. Is Anna there? Good. Le...t me talk to her. Anna, he asked. It just took a little time for him to get around to it. Thank you and thank you for all your advice. Anna wants to talk to you." Anna," I said, "How long have I been subject to a conspiracy?" For a while," she replied. "Wendy set her sights on you but realized that you would think you were too old for her. She. Having just gotten off of a twenty-six hour bus ride, that was supposed to taken only nineteen hours. She had given him the address of her hotel, and he had told her that he would meet her there.However, after my call, he began to feel betrayed. He was hurt by her lies, and his hurt turned to anger. His first thought was to leave her just sitting there, never going over to meet her. As he fumed in his anger, he decided why not go, and have his way with her. He knew that she was willing, and he. He continued his gaze down her fine, fit form. She was wearing a simple short sleeved dress in a royal blue, which showed her womanly curves and set her auburn hair off beautifully. She was much stronger both emotionally and physically than any other woman or man he had ever met. He desired her dreadfully, but his pride would not allow him to even venture there, not until she surrendered to him. He continued with his work, shutting her from his mind. He also knew that the crew were falling over. ‘What the fuck were you thinking?’ That brought me up short. Blinking hard, I gave him an incredulous look. ‘What do you mean, what was I thinking? What do you think I was doing there? You think I wanted to be there—in the Regent Suite of all places? What was I supposed to do? Tell him that I couldn’t go upstairs with him, even though he’d just offered me the job of a lifetime? Tell him it was a lovely offer, but would he mind if we stayed in the bar to discuss all the details? And anyway, for.