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r　his　muscular　chest；　which　was

probably　just　as　tan　as　the　rest　of　him。

Not　that　she　was　thinking　aboutthe　rest　of　him　。

Third　of　all；　she　hadn？t　expected　Owen　Wells　to　behot　。　He　looked　so　much　like　Cary　Grant　inAn

Affair　to　Remember　that　she　wanted　to　throw　herself　into　his　arms　and　tell　him　to　forget　about

Yale；　she　was　his；all　his　。

Blair　came　to　her　senses　in　time　to　realize　that　she　was　still　grasping　Owen？s　hand。　She　shook　it

as　firmly　and　confidently　as　she　could；　alarmed　by　her　mind？s　total　inability　to　focus　on　the　task　at

hand。　She　was　meeting　with　Owen　for　one　reason　only：　to　impress　him　so　she　could　get　into

Yale。　？Thank　you　for　taking　the　trouble　to　meet　with　me；？　she　added　hastily。

？I？ve　been　looking　forward　to　it；？　he　replied　in　his　thrilling；　manly　voice。　？I　just　remembered　I

told　you　I？d　be　wearing　my　Yale　tie。　Sorry。　It　pletely　slipped　my　mind。　I　even　saw　you　e

in；　but　I　didn？t　think　it　could　be　you。　I　wasn？t　expecting　you　to　be　early。？

Immediately　Blair　wondered　if　he？d　noticed　that　she？d　spent　twenty　minutes　in　the　bathroom

after　she？d　arrived；　or　that　she？d　kept　wiping　her　nose　on　her　cocktail　napkin　and　studying　her

face　in　her　Stila　pact　mirror　to　check　for　any　unsightly　blemishes；　like　a　stray　eye　goober

or？God　forbid？　a　pimple。

？I？m　usually　early；？　she　answered。　？I？m　never　late。？　She　took　a　nervous　sip　of　Coke。　Was　this　a

good　time　to　tell　him　how　impressed　she　was　with　his　work　on　theHome　Depot　vs。The　Learning

Channel　case？　Should　she　pliment　his　suit？　She　took　a　deep　breath　and　tried　to　focus。　？I　like　it

here；？　she　declared　and　immediately　regretted　it。　It　was　a　nice　bar；　but　she　made　it　sound　like　she