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ligent accountant, trusted his wife implicitly as he immersed himself in the demands of his career. Sarah, an art curator with a pen

making at her for the past weeks at the library where she usually went to read and

as reading and wrapped her arms around herself as if she was cold . Eric approached her from the opposite aisle with a cardigan made of fur in his hand . Their eyes met and she signaled to him that she was ok . Eric smiled back and quickly insiste

. Sara looked on and admired his masculine physique.

m , sounds of

etting late and James would be home in a moment . As she walked down the stairs of the library, a voice came from behind calling her name , she turned to the door and there he was again. He offered to walk her home which sh

talk about . They approached Sara's apartment

d away, he then took the next str

you been my love?" He inquired, Sara on the other hand responded with a blushing smile a

d been . They had a good chat and laugh over dinner then James went into the study to cont

l books and workload he'd got himself . Sara was used to sleeping alone, she didn't seem happy about that but that's the