"I confess, I do have an ulterior motive,"
said as Reginald
turned to face her. "Not in my being here, but for talking to
"I thought so." He looked at her coldly. She
was beginning to wear on his nerves.
"There's something I want to say to you." She began
to grow nervous, but fought to hide it. If Dane
held up his part of the deal, it was about to be the moment that they'd
been waiting for. "But not here. There's too much
noise. Can we go somewhere else and talk?"
"I don't think that's such a good idea."
"Please?" She lowered her head slightly and gazed up
through her long lashes. It was her best innocent look and she'd
been practicing it all night. "We can just go into the lounge
and talk. There's no one in there because it's not being used for
the party. Just give me a chance to apologize in private.
I-I don't want the entire town witnessing me groveling for
"You're actually going to grovel?" He allowed himself
a slight grin at the thought of her lowering herself to such a level.
"Well...it's against my better judgment, but I guess I can
allow you that. Only if this means that everything else ends right
there. No more hanging around and no more confrontations with Jillian."
"I promise!" She smiled as she crossed her fingers
behind her back. "This will all end tonight."
He nodded his head in defeat and slowly followed her as she lead him
into the lounge. The intermingled sounds of music and guests were
silences as the doors of the lounge closed behind them. Because of
its emptiness, only a few lights were on and it give the room and soft
and dreamy look that accented its art deco design. She stopped and
turned to face him.
"Oh, Reginald," she sighed as she fell into his arms.
"I can't believe I let you get away from me. I-I really did
love you, you know?"
"I know," he sighed as he held her in his arms.
"But you and I were never meant to work out. You know hurting
you was the last thing I ever wanted."
Stephanie rested her head on his shoulder and began to act as if she
"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry," he responded as he believed her
act. "I wish I could make it up to you so you could move on.
is a good man for you. He's who you should focus your
energy on, not me. I love Jillian and that's not going to
"There is one thing you could do to make it up to me."
She looked up at him and wiped her eyes as she smiled. "One
thing that could make all the difference."