The scene should have been idyllic, as the man nodded in response

to the woman's unspoken question

and she poured tea into his cup, but under the physical perfection of
the attractive atmosphere the
man sensed dark shadows that were not caused by the darkened
sky outside, but by the emotions of
the woman across from him.
Jessica regarded Justin with amusement and affection. He was
somewhere in his early forties, his closely
cropped blond hair fading to grey at the temples, and his blue eyes
beginning to fan in lines at the
corners. Nevertheless, he was extremely good looking, with a firm
square jaw and a cleft chin, and a
trim body that towered