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True to her word, Ferry called later that night. I was doing naked Tai Chi for me and Artemis.

"Well, it's over." I could detect a thickness in her voice that led me to think she had been crying.

"Rough?"

"You could say that. Shit, Kyle, the guy cheated on me. I wanted him gone. But, still, I broke down and was all girly-girly bawling my freakin' eyes out. Finally, I just pushed him out the door. I sat and cried for an hour before I could call you."

"Want some company?"

She paused for a long time.

"Thanks, but not tonight. I'll be all right."

"I can bring tequila," I said.

She laughed. "Just what I don't need. Seriously, I think I'll just sit here and have a one person pity party."

"Call me tomorrow?"

"What for?" she asked.

"Just to say hi. I don't want to worry about you."

"Ok, I'll call. Thanks, Kyle. I appreciate it."

"Take care, Ferry."

For more than the first time, I thought about Ferry as an attractive and sexy woman. Recognizing all the complications, let alone our firm's rules against involvement with co-workers, I wondered if maybe we could move in an interesting direction.

To be continued.