"You’re going to fall in love today." It is the first thing Astrid Lethewood says to me. A heartbeat later Patience joins us in the foyer and I nearly believe her.I’ve seen Patience--on TV, on security feeds--but nothing has prepared me for meeting a demi-goddess. My brain seizes up, my hands get damp and my mouth dries. I smell popcorn, hear the distant music of a carousel. A tingle of arousal threatens to embarrass me but that, at least, I am ready for. My jacket, folded over one arm, hangs discreetly over my groin.