“Think about it, Evelyn,” he said. The lights streaming in through the windows lit his blond hair. His dimples glowed. “Think about what?” “Think about what it would be like.” He moved closer to me and put his hand on my waist. He stood behind me, his breath once again on my neck. It felt good to be touched by him. Movie stars are movie stars are movie stars. Sure, we all fade after a while. We are human, full of flaws like anyone else. But we are the chosen ones because we are extraordinary. And there is nothing an extraordinary person likes more than someone else extraordinary. “Rex.” “Evelyn,” he said, whispering into my ear. “Just once. Shouldn’t we?” “No,” I said, “we shouldn’t.” But I was not wholly convinced of my answer, and thus, neither was Rex. “You should go back to your room before we both do something we'll regret tomorrow.” “Are you sure?” he said. “Your wish is my command, but Id like it very much if you changed your wish.” “I won’t change it,” I said. “Think of it, though,” he said. He raised his hands higher up my torso, the silk of my slip the only thing between us. “Think of the way I’d feel on top of you.” I laughed. “I will not think about that. If I think about that, we’ll both be sunk.” “Think of the way we’d move together. The way we’d be slow at first and then lose control.” “Does this work with other women?” “T’ve never had to work this hard with other women,” he said, kissing my neck. I could have walked away from him. I could have slapped him right across the face, and he would have taken it with a stiff upper lip and left