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Dating, Love, Love
Stories, Romance,
Wedding Planning, Romantic Recipes, Relationship Advice,Romantic Dining, Honeymoon Tips,
Romantic Dates, Romantic Honeymoon Spots, Romantic Getaways, Love
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“Maryland is gorgeous this time of year, eh Kate?” he queried, glazing his lips with a charming smile as he addressed her. “Almost perfect, wouldn’t you say?” Kate reverted her attention to the lovely drive, trying to focus on anything other than her unrequited lover. How could he just sit there so cool? So collected? Five years she’d given him. It deeply grieved her to know that he had casually tossed those wonderful years away for that-that rag muffin of a girl. Rather, Lani Darling, as she’d overheard Vance refer to her. Three months ago, she would have trusted him with her life. Of course, all that had been washed away. The first encounter occurred when she had paid a surprise visit to Lance’s office, hoping they could enjoy a romantic lunch together. There was an Italian ‘hole-in-the-wall’ that she had went to with a friend one day, and the establishment served the best rosemary bread she’d ever tasted. There, on the side of his desk, had rested Lani Darling in a red, low-cut dress supporting a silk scarf that Kate wanted to strangle the woman with. She had been whispering to Vance, and Kate could never erase the disturbed reaction on his face if she lived to be a thousand! Oh, but Vance was slick. He had nonchalantly soothed over the moment, passing Lani off as a business acquaintance. Like an idiot, Kate had swallowed his ludicrous story, hook, line and sinker. One month later, upon visiting that out-of-the way Italian restaurant, she caught them huddled together in a dark corner, their hands locked beside a wax-coated bottle, only the light of the flickering candle illuminating Vance’s face as Kate slowly made her way to the table. Awkwardly, he had attempted to explain the cozy situation, failing miserably. Lani had discretely vanished. Two weeks later, Vance had her eating out of his hand again, Kate feeling ridiculous and childish for ever believing he could cheat on her. But everything changed last week. Kate made a decision to postpone her business trip and surprise Vance at home. He’d been so wonderful to her lately, especially by planning the romantic trip to a lovely Victorian cottage in Maryland. Kate hurried home that day, pausing at the market to gather some fruit, cheese and wine. Vance and her were going to have the most romantic weekend! She remembered everything. That’s how it always is in the end. One takes in every sight, every sound, every movement. She turned her key in the door lock of the quaint manor she and Vance called home, then entered, the pungent smell of roses mingling with the air. Laughter, from the den. Then silence as Kate made her way towards her worst fears. The kiss, Vance, Lani. She turned, unnoticed, slipped out the door, vanishing into the fog of the early evening, a million thoughts circling in her head. “Kate? Katy!” Kate heard herself ease out a painful groan, then looked at Vance as he drew her back to the present. “Darling, you’re crying,” Vance observed, his brow tensed in confusion. He reached over to clasp her hand, shocked when she suddenly pulled away. Grimacing, he eased out, “My dear Kate, you’re becoming the perfect Ice Maiden. It seems that every time I touch you...” “Look, we’re almost there,” she jerked out, whisking away her tears and pointing to the lovely cottage in the distance. She needed to focus on something other than Vance right now. Besides, he couldn’t possibly care why she was crying. How romantic! A scape of blue clouds surrounded the cottage, the elegant windowpanes mirroring the rays of the evening sun. A beautiful herb garden rested beside the house, the towering lavender waving in the cool breeze of the northern winds. When beauty mixes with emotions, the combination is a spontaneous combustion. She loved Vance - probably always would. But as surely as the sun would set and the moon would rise, Kate's apprensensions had to be contronted. Another turn, another twist and the cottage was almost there before her, Lani blocking the drive. Kate could have accurately predicted Vance's reaction as he turned to Kate and eased out, "Kate, I believe there's something that we may need to talk about..." A few days later, Kate was soaking up the warm ray's of the sun as she relaxed at the rear of the cottage. Her cobwebs had all cleared away - and she was thinking more rationally now than she had in months. Did she still love Vance? Oh yes, just not so endearingly. Did she wish him and Loni happiness? No, she wasn't quite that far, yet. However, she did know that for some reason, even through all the pain of these past few months, she felt free to fly. And many times, the sole morning dove is much happier than an entire bunch of crows.....
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