Marti stole sidelong glances at Jeremiah as he maneuvered the car along the coastal road, and often their eyes would meet.  She couldn't help but smile at him, for he was the nicest, most handsome gentleman she had<em>ever</em>met.<br/><br/>As she gazed at his body, clad only in his baggy swim suit, she found a new appreciation for him, her friend?...companion?...lover?  No, he was none of those, yet all of them at the same time.  Soul mate she thought, and again, could not help but marvel at the connection she felt when she was with him.  It was a mindful connection, spiritual as it were.  Soon they would embark upon the physical connection that would make them one, in all ways.<br/><br/>Marti's experience with men, for the most part in her life, had been with losers or users.  Jeremiah was not like that.  He had needs, desires that wanted to be fulfilled, she was sure of that, but when he asked her if she was sure, well, she still marveled at his thoughtfullness that he would ask.  The men she had known before, might have asked, but if she had said "No, I'm not sure" would have continued to take advantage of her and the situation.  Jeremiah, was different.  She knew that, instinctively, yesterday, when they discovered that they were to be neighbors while they stayed in the hotel.<br/><br/>She loved the sound of his voice, the rich tones of his laughter.  She loved the look in his eyes when he looked at her, or spoke to her.  She loved the way he did the little things that a man should still do for a woman.  Open doors for her, give her his arm while they walked, pull our her chair for her.  Those little considerations went miles with Marti, and she loved every time he showered her with them.<br/><br/>When he put his arm around her waist, and drew her to his side, she could almost feel their hearts beat in a simultaneous rhythm.  The way he said her name, as if he was caressing her, the way he called her "Kitten" made her heart trip a little, missing a beat now and then.  Marti had never felt like this.  The intense giddiness when she looked at him.  The way her body acted, when he touched her, little sparks of emotion coming to life deep in her soul.  She had a feeling that if given a choice, she would never leave this man's side, quite willing to face all that life could throw at them, knowing they would face it together, making it so much easier.  She dare not tell him those thoughts just yet, for fear he think her crazy, at the intensity of the thoughts invading her mind, body and soul.  All she knew right now, at this moment in her life, was she was where she was meant to be, in paradise, with him, and all she wanted to do was to have him make love with her.