Dan Garvey s love life was a source of affectionate but<br >varied speculation in the offices of Julian Quist Associates，<br >one of the top public relations firms in the country. In the<br >very mod offices located in a finger of glass and steel<br >pointing to the sky in the Grand Central Station area of New<br >York， Garvey would have been surprised to know that the<br >top associates down through the staff and the clerical force<br >had a pool on who his date might be that night， and<br >particularly that weekend. Garvey， handsome， dark， a<br >former All-American and National Football League star<br >running back until a knee injury cut his athletic career short，<br >was suspected of having included quite a number of the staff<br >among his conquests. But if that was true those ladies<br >participated in the pool without any signs of jealousy or<br >regrets. Garvey had promised nothing he hadn t delivered.<br >He had never offered anything except the pleasure of the<br >moment. If a lady dreamed of any kind of permanence with<br > Dan Garvey， it was her own dream， not suggested or even<br > vaguely hinted at by him. Garvey had played the field for<br > years---until that summer.<br > 3<br ><br >