Her smile, her lips, her skin; they were all perfect - but her eyes, they were a treasure I had to have. I completely understood those men who years ago sold all they had to sift for gold in frozen rivers in the middle of nowhere. There was simply no other choice.I held my eyes closed for a full five seconds, all I could stand, and opened them once more in order to gaze for an extended time. This time, instead of finding her glorious gaze washing over me along with the glow of the sun lamps, I saw only normalcy - bland, normal, everyday women and men, crossing and passing each other on the sidewalk.I wasn't standing anymore; I wasn't bound and I wasn't with her. I was, in fact, seated in a rather comfortable chair, gazing out the window of my corner Starbucks. My coffee was on the low table, inches from my left hand, with steam escaping from the opening in the dome lid. My newspaper, opened to the weekend lifestyle section, was spread before me.I was hit, nearly overwhelmed with two. "The manwho marries me will save a fortune on food, I can dance for dinner everynight." And sing for your supper."We started sampling the food between us and it was almost as good astaking a tour of Mexico. Peter was going to make a big success of TheCantina if he and Maria started putting these dishes on their menu,there was something to cater for just about every taste. We had nearlyfinished, in fact I had but John was still eating a little when the bandbeefed up their music and Peter strode arrogantly onto the dance floorand raising his arms began tapping his feet and moving slowly along theperimeter of the dance area and then Maria slowly spun onto the dancefloor beneath the band and on our side. Glancing across at Peter, shetossed her head, spun again and moving slowly in our direction shetapped a little raised her hands and used the castanets then a slowspin, another toss of the head and stopped alongside our table andwinked at me. "I think he's interested," she whispered.
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