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Secret Love

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Submitted by Linda

"You really want to hear about her?"

"Now why did that hurt so much, to hear him acknowledge that there was indeed a her?"

"Yeah." "What kind of woman makes him as flustered as I used to act over him?" She looked up at him, waiting. "They'll probably honeymoon in Hawaii... Why did I agree to the "just friends" deal?"

He still looked uncomfortable. She prodded the conversation forward again, feeling like she was pounding nails in her own coffin. "You don't look like a man who's met the love of his life. You look like a man with a problem."

"You could say that." He barely glanced at her as he spoke.

"Don't tell me the lady doesn't return your affections. What did you do to her?"

He made a face at her, then grinned just a little. "I'm reasonably sure she likes me. The problem is...." He trailed off, staring at a spot on the carpet. "Everybody tells me we're all wrong for each other."

"What does she say?"

"She doesn't know yet."

"Excuse me? You're listening to other people and you haven't even talked to her? Why are you letting them scare you away?"

She didn't give him the chance to answer. "Are you sure about what you feel?"

He smiled a real smile this time, but still didn't look at her. "Yeah, that much I'm sure about."


"I always.... I don't want to screw up with her."

"Alex." Her tone made the word an admonishment. "What are you doing sitting here arguing with me, when you could be pursuing her?"

He looked at her then, finally, for a long moment. He stood up. "You know, you're right." With that, he started for the door.

She stared after him in disbelief.

He was nearly to the door when he stopped, and pivoted. "You know, I really think you should meet her. I'd like your opinion. Would you mind?"

"I-sure. I guess."

He walked back to the couch and grabbed her hand, hauling her up. "Come on."

"Wait a minute. Now?" You want me to meet her now?"

"No time like the present." He tugged her toward the front door.

"Alex, I don't have any shoes on." She dug her heels into the carpet and pulled against him.

"You don't need your shoes."

He's gone 'round the bend. "Can I get my house keys?" They were nearly to the door.

"Don't need those, either."

"What, is this woman on my front porch?" she asked, totally exasperated. He finally stopped tugging.

"No." He stood behind her, took her by the shoulders, and positioned her in front of the mirror in the entryway. "She's right here."

She resisted the urge to pull the mirror off the wall and look behind it for Alex's mystery woman. Then she noticed his face reflected next to hers, and saw the way he was looking at her.

"You can't mean..." she stammered.

"Why can't I?" He whispered it into her ear.

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