....a table near the window and ordered two cappuccinos and two slices of chocolate cake.
“That wasn’t so bad” Sheryl said as she played with the salt shaker.
“They will probably make sequel” Lance commented.
“And those don’t always work out” Sheryl said drily.
“True” Lance admitted; he then reached out for Sheryl’s hands and took the salt shaker away and placed it on the table before he held both her hands in his. Sheryl tried not to look straight at him. She didn’t want to see what he was thinking; in her own way she was scared of what she might see.
“Look at me” he said gently. Sheryl slowly lifted her gaze and looked at him.
“Thanks for tonight” he said slowly.
“You’re welcome” she said.
He slowly begun leaning over and Sheryl knew it was coming; she wasn’t sure how to react. Her heart was racing; he was getting closer and she could smell his cologne. He was really close now; so close she could hear him breathe; Sheryl looked at him and knew she couldn’t resist. She leaned into him and their lips met in a kiss.
Chapter 17
“The tapes are missing” Renée said slowly into the phone wondering how her father would react.
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