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so disarming that within minutes
Rachel found herself talking to Craig like he was an old friend.
She eventually got the nerve to ask him what he did for a
living.
    “Well Rachel,”
came his reply. “I’m the founder of a company called Devil’s Pizza.
You’ve probably heard of it” he added with a wink.
    Boy, had she!
Rachel was stunned. Devil’s Pizza was a chain of gourmet pizza
stores that had absolutely swept across the country. One day at
work a few years ago Rachel was reading the business section and
read an article about them: they had opened an unprecedented 350
stores in only 5 years, then sold the business for over 6 billion
dollars. It was owned and run entirely by one man, the man who was
sitting in front of Rachel right there.
    “Wow, you’re that Craig Turcott then. What you did with Devil’s Pizza was
nothing short of astounding” she gasped, unable to keep the awe
from her voice.
    “Well, part of
it was just me getting lucky, I think” Craig added modestly. “I
used some of the money to start something much more boring and tame
than pizza, I now run an investment firm. It’s really quite boring,
how about you, what is it that you do?”
    Rachel couldn’t
hide her embarrassment as she admitted that she’d been out of work
for a while. But Craig nodded sympathetically, understanding that
it was tough to find a job with the economy in the state it
was.
    All of a
sudden, Rachel realized that this didn’t feel like an interview to
see if she was a good potential surrogate at all. It felt like...
well, it felt like a date. Get it together Rachel, it’s just the
wine going to your head she thought to herself. But she
couldn’t deny it: Rachel was absolutely loving this conversation.
She tried to convince herself that Craig liked it just as much, but
then realized that schmoozing was what he did for a living. He
might hate her, but he’d probably still be able to make her feel
like a princess.
    Three hours
later, they had finished their desert of crème brulée, with the
chef actually coming out to their table to caramelize the sugar on
top.
    Rachel was
still completely starstruck. She had to constantly remind herself
that Craig was so much richer than she was, that he could have any
woman he wanted. They hadn’t even brought up the idea of a baby
once.
    As their water
brought out two perfectly brewed cups of espresso, Craig finally
broached the subject: “As you know Rachel, I’m looking for a
surrogate for a baby.” Rachel nodded, not trusting her voice to say
anything. “You fit my description perfectly. To be honest, I only
want the woman to be blonde with blue eyes so that I have no idea
what the baby will look like when it grows up, as opposed to a
woman with brown hair and brown eyes like mine” he added with a
grin. “I’ve been interviewing quite a few women who applied, but we
weren’t even ten minutes into the appetizer today when I knew I
absolutely want you to be the baby’s mother.”
    “Really?”
Rachel blushed, thrilled that he was choosing her.
    “Yes,
absolutely. You’re smart, you’re charming, you’re elegant. Hell, I
went into this process thinking I would raise the child myself,
since I never found the right woman for me and I’m getting on in
years, but I would love it if you would consider even being a part
of the child’s life after it’s born.” He shot her that smile that
Rachel had fallen in love with in less than four hours.
    Rachel felt her
mouth drop open, but she couldn’t close it. Am I really hearing
what I think I’m hearing? She finally got a hold of herself.
“That... that would be... absolutely fantastic, really. Are you
sure?”
    Craig laughed
that good natured, gentle laugh of his. “Of course. In fact, this
might be a little bit forward of me, but would you like to go back
to my place now and try making this baby?” he added with a
wink.
    Rachel’s face
went crimson. “Of... of course. I don’t know if it’s the right time
of