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“I know.”

“I mean about everything. Absolutely everything. Including sex. Make it your mission to find out whatshelikes andwhatshedoesn’t. Not everyone likes to talk about sex, yet it plays a huge part in every couple’s life.”

He nodded, and his pupils darkened, making me wonder if he’d had some kind of revelation.

I stepped up to him, clutched his cheeks, and reached up on my toes to kiss his forehead. “Goodbye, David. And good luck.”

“Thank you.”

I turned on my heel and headed for the door.

“I’ll never forget you, Memphis.”

At the door, I glanced at him over my shoulder. “Likewise, David. Now go ravish your woman.”

His glorious smile lit up his face, and he waved at me. With that parting image, I strode out his door and headed to the elevator.

Back in my room, I had just twenty minutes before my shift started. I dashed into the bathroom, removed my wig and makeup, and showeredin record time.

I put a frozen Thai chicken curry in the microwave, and while I waited for it to heat up, I grabbed my diary, turned to the 15th of September, and at the top, I wrote,David Lawson, Room 2.

I was impressed with what David had done because I imagined many men were too proud to ask how to please a woman.

When it came to sex, society made it seem that men should know what they were doing—and women, for that matter.

I giggled.That’s another reason why I’m enjoying this year so much.

I’m learning more about myself than I’d ever imagined possible. David was going to makean amazingpartner.

I am, too.

As I ate my dinner, I contemplated what I had just done, and with each mouthful, I acknowledged that I didn’t feel slutty or embarrassed. I felt the opposite. I’dbasicallyperformed a show that would teach David how to please a lover.

His partner would be forever grateful for what I’d shown him. I just hoped that the future man in my life was dedicated enough to want to learn what pleased me.

With that thought, below David’s name, I wrote,The Perfect Lover.

After I finished my meal, I tossed the frozen dinner tray into the rubbish bin, drank a glass of water, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

With my bag over my shoulder, I headed toward the elevator. When the doors opened, I stepped in and, using the mirror, I applied some pink lipstick. My reflection showed how happy I was.

My cheeks had a lovely, healthy glow, and my eyes dazzled.

But just before the elevator arrived at the lobby, a shocking reality hit me.

In the space of twelve hours, I’d lost twowonderfulmen from my life.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Thursday nights were often unpredictable, sometimes slow enough that the minutes dragged by and other times crazy-busy with people coming and going all nightlong. Last night was the latter,andso it was anicesurprise when a sliver of golden sunlight pierced the horizon.

I glanced at the clock. I had just one hour left of my shift. Rising from my chair, I headed into the staffroom and mademyselfa cup of tea.

With my favorite teacup in hand, I headed out to the sun lounge to welcome in a new day. The morning air was very still, and there wasn't even enough breeze to ruffle the leaves on the Pandanus palms. A flock of rainbow lorikeets swooped from tree to tree in a noisy chorus of screeches and flapping wings.

As I sipped my tea, a warm glow illuminated the distant horizon, where ahandful of surfers were out on the dark ocean, bobbing up and down like little black corks.

A taxi drove into the drop-off zone, andwhen it stopped,my heart skipped a beat.Henry waved at me from the passenger seat, and my skipping heart flutteredin reply.

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