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“Truly?” He chuckled. “Then he must have had to make sure you were alright himself. He wouldn't take my word for it.” “I guess. So, you're my… what? My protector?” “That, but I wish to be much more.” He wanted to be my lover, of course. Admittedly I found him extremely attractive. “You said we're dating?” “We've had one date. I wish to continue to see you, if that is alright?” I shrugged. “I'm supposed to be married.” I extended my left hand and wiggled my fingers to make the diamond glitter under the lights. “I feel like I'm sneaking around on my husband.” “You'll want a divorce, of course,” He said. “I think that could be arranged.” He pulled out his cell phone and looked at it. “I'm making a note to speak to my lawyer.” He was tapping on the screen. While I ate he continued to tap