Miranda put on the dress, then took a pair of simple pearl studs from her small makeup bag.Her long hair fell naturally over her shoulders. Since it was an academic dinner, polished and understated was enough.At seven-thirty, Miranda went downstairs right on time.Felix was already waiting in the lobby.He had changed into a navy suit without a tie. The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, making him look more relaxed than he did in business settings, though he still carried the same steady presence.When he saw Miranda, his eyes softened with admiration.He watched her walk toward him, and his throat tightened.How long had it been since she had come toward him like this?It felt like a lifetime.Once, she had always come to him with bright, effortless energy. Sometimes she was excited, sometimes gentle, and sometimes shy.After the divorce, she had been cold and distant with him, avoiding him whenever she could. Other impressive men had appeared around her, and sh
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