She walked into the hotel lounge. As usual it was filled.

She saw a single table at the far end of the bar. There was an empty chair there.

The only one in the whole place, so it seemed.

She let out a sigh.

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The bartender noticed her and walked to where she was standing.

"He likes his privacy."

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She turned toward the bar.

"Evening Kevin."

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He smiled.

"Evening Vickie."

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She walked to the bar and leaned on it.

"Busy night."

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He nodded.

"As always."

He picked up an empty glass and showed her. "Gingerale?"

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She nodded.

"That would be fine."

She looked at the man sitting at the table.

"So, do I take my chances with him?"

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Kevin laughed.

"You know what he is like."

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She started walking away.

"Yes, I believe I do."

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He looked up briefly when she approached the table.

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"May I sit down?"

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He looked at her.

"If you want. I was just about to leave."

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She smiled.

"You try and I will kick your ass."

She bent down and kissed him on the lips.

"Evening Mr. Richards."

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He stood and took her hand, helping her to the empty seat. He kissed her again.

"Evening Mrs. Richards."

He knelt by her and kissed her protruding belly.

"Evening little lady."

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She rubbed his head and ran her fingers through his long hair.

"She has been active today."

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He spoke to her belly.

"Stop giving Mommy a hard time."

He stood up and went to his seat, never letting go of her hand.

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"Your meetings went well?"

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He kissed her hand. He thanked his lucky stars every day for the beautiful redhead who was now his wife.

"Same old, same old. How are you feeling?"

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"I am great. Looking forward to going home."

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"Well I should wrap things up tomorrow and we can head out the next morning."

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She looked out at the Falls.

She could not believe that it was just a short year ago that she walked into the same lounge and in in span of one short night fell absolutely in love with the man who was now her husband.

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She looked back at him.

"I love you Dylan."

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"I love you Vickie."