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“I liked Seth.
The book and the man.”
It was impossible for Seth to ignore the beautiful woman who occupied the aisle seat. She was slender with shoulder-length, lustrous black hair. Contrasted against her alabaster skin were startling, bright-blue eyes. She wore a white silk blouse with a paisley scarf and a black pencil skirt. Many of the women Seth saw earlier in the terminal wore mismatched outfits or sweatshirts, jeans, and open-toed sandals.
“Excuse me, ma’am,” Seth said, moving past her to his window seat.
The woman gave a polite smile.
Fastening his seat belt, he said, “My compliments to you, ma’am.”
Seth, who had closed his eyes, perplexed the woman. She was accustomed to men making passes at her. At the age of thirty-four, she had acquired at least a dozen responses to discourage their advances. He’d complimented her, closed his eyes. ignored her. She had never experienced such an approach from a man. Watching him out of the corner of her eye, she concluded he was exhausted but not sleeping. His eyes opened during takeoff. Who was this strange man who confused her?
There must be a further explanation for what he’d said. She was surprised it was important to know what he thought when he complimented her.
“Excuse me,” she said. “You confuse me. I appreciate the compliment, but I don’t understand.”
Seth opened his eyes. “You are beautiful, and you dress like an elegant lady. Obviously, you are one. It’s unusual to see.”
Surprised, she said, “Thank you.”
Seth turned his gaze back to the magazines in the pouch in front of him and closed his eyes again. He didn’t make any effort to adjust his position to fall asleep.
She continued to watch him. There had to be a story behind this brooding man who didn’t smile. The haircut, his muscular build. The military bearing. Who are you? She wanted to talk to him, to know his story. He would be in her life for such a short period.