A SWEET ROMANCE: She felt like a kid again. Her female companions couldn't help but remark.
"Look, girls," she said, "he's younger than me by five years––l see him as a little brother. There's nothing more going on between us than friendship."

"You think so?" said the oldest and wisest among them, "from the look in his eyes and yours, that's not what I'm seeing."

Fancy blushed and turned away. It was true, nothing was happening outwardly in the romance department, but the magnetism between them left her weak and longing for him. A few weeks later he openly flirted with her at a wedding reception. The men in Fancy's circles were surprised––they'd always treated her like a sister. But not Cal, all night long, he treated her like a beautiful woman. And despite trying not to, she found herself loving it.