"I think he is a fine man but I don't think he feels for me what I might feel for him." She was honest about it. It wasn't love, that was for certain, but she was deeply attracted to the artist in question. Douglas was too attractive for his own good and she was determined not to be one of those girls who pined after him. She was sure he was used to that.

When he talked about his friend again, she wasn't sure how to respond. "I am sure he is wonderful... I will take him into consideration." But, she thought, she wasn't sure if it would bring anything to fruition.

His hand was on hers and she listened to him speak of nothing happening to her and she said nothing right away, then she murmured, "Thank you." She moved on the bed so she was closer to him and she pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. Then she said, "I want to forget for a time. Can we do that?"