I embraced her tightly when we said goodbye. She fit perfectly into me, her head nestling underneath my chin. Her hair was intoxicating, coconut oil possibly? I stroked it while breathing the scent in deeply, letting the silky strands glide through my fingers. I knew we would see each other in just a few days but I would miss her terribly.
I still remember exactly what she wore when she left that day. Her curves were barely contained in that polka dot dress. She was the kind of woman that wore a bra one size too small to really accentuate her assets. The twins, she called them. Magnificent, my words.
Still heady from the smell of her, I pulled away. Kissing her forehead, then her nose, then her lips. Those lips! I didn't want her to leave. Just one more kiss... before she became the property of everyone else in America. She didn't get to enjoy privacy very often, but she spent most of her precious few hours off the silver screen with me. And we made sure we spent every single second wisely. Usually in the bedroom truth be told, understandable seeing as we didn't want the hassle of the papers.
Whispering a short goodbye in my ear, she looked into my eyes and turned away. Even her walk screamed sex. I watched, transfixed, as she hailed a cab and dived in, blowing me a quick kiss. With a deep sigh I checked my watch. Better get back to work. Cate's cab was already just a speck in the distance when I looked up.
Slipping my wedding band back on, I turned heel and headed to the office.
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