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the terrace. He couldn’t believe how much he liked the idea, how much he wanted her to agree to his plans. He thought about waking her up and suggesting it, but she was sleeping so peacefully and at that moment, she curled up against him, her arm sweeping across his stomach and her breath coming out in a contented sigh.

Instead of waking her, he pulled her closer and leaned back against the pillows. He wasn’t tired, only needing four or five hours of sleep himself. Instead, he started making plans in his mind, forming arguments and setting up storage places for her furniture. Actually, it might be better for her to sell it, he thought. It would give her extra cash and she wouldn’t have the monthly expense of paying for storage. All around, it was a win-win situation, he knew.

Chapter 12

Lana was hurrying back into her apartment after spending the afternoon together sailing. Victor was waiting downstairs. He was talking on his cell phone to someone discussing numbers but she knew he’d be finished soon and she didn’t want to keep him waiting. He was taking her somewhere for dinner but he wouldn’t say where, only to dress up in something black and mysterious.

As soon as she opened the door to her apartment, she sensed something was wrong. She stood in the doorway, looking around. Nothing was out of place that she could see but everything looked a little more messed than she’d thought she’d left things. Her hand rested on the door knob, the small hairs rising on her neck. When she saw the discarded bottle top laying on the counter, she shivered. She never drank beer. How had the top gotten onto her counter?

Lana was grateful for her instincts and slowly started backing out of the apartment, trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to alert anyone if they were still in the apartment. She just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible.

A movement in her bedroom startled her and she froze. Her mind told her frantically to get out, to run and slam the door in the process. But her feet would not obey the command. Fear had taken over and she was paralyzed. Her eyes widened as the shadow moved and Lana almost screamed. But even her vocal cords were not obeying her command, so desperate was her fear.

And then he appeared, beer in hand, hair disheveled, several day’s growth on his face and she had to gasp in surprise. “Drew!” she almost shouted, the intensity of her relief making her hot and cold at the same time. She put a hand to her forehead as the terror finally drained out of her, leaving her body weak. Sagging against the door, she dropped her hand and glared at him. “What are you doing in my apartment?” she asked angrily.

Drew’s smirk only hinted at bad things to come as he walked toward her. “Ah, my little Lana. What do you think I’m doing here?” His shrill laughter initiated a return of her sense of alarm. The roller coaster of emotions was taking its toll on her mentally, she was confused and not sure what to do in this situation. She’d never seen Drew like this before and she wasn’t sure how to handle him. Although that wasn’t saying much. She’d never really understood how to handle him despite their years of dating and marriage.

Taking a deep breath and trying to appear more calm than she felt, she said, “I’m sure I couldn’t guess your intentions but you need to leave. Immediately.” She hoped the firmness of her voice would convince him of her intentions, but she was destined to be disappointed.

He chuckled in response. “Why should I? My name’s still on the lease. Legally, I’m just as entitled to be here as you are.” He moved closer to her, his eyes dropping from her shining brown hair all the way down to her Prada high heeled shoes, lingering as they passed over her breasts pushing against the soft, woolen coat Victor had insisted on buying her. She hated the way his look made her feel and cringed inwardly all the while trying to appear calm and in control outwardly. She didn’t want to give Drew any more power. He’d had enough during their marriage and she wouldn’t do that again.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Drew. I’m not so silly that I wouldn’t overlook something that significant legally. I changed the lease