She had just stepped out of her shower. She wrapped her hair in a towel and gazed into the mirror. Suddenly she had a vision of Rich. It had been a few weeks since she and Rich had their elevator scene. Neither of them mentioned it to Vanessa. In fact, when in each other's presence, Candy and Rich acted as if nothing had happened between them. Candy found if awkward that Rich had not so much as winked at her since their encounter. Even more strange was that each time she saw him, an unusual feeling overcame her. It was a mix of anger and intrigue. She was angry with him for having the audacity to press her, but she was also intrigued by him. Their brief encounter in the elevator was the closest she had come to a man in years. She hated to admit it, but it felt good. But Candy wasn’t ready to trade a sure thing for a possibility. She had been satisfied with every woman she had experienced. The possibility of Rich completely satisfying her would make him the single success among the many men she encountered.As Candy stepped into her bedroom, Vera was sitting on the bed.
