A black cloud of misunderstanding had descended over them while Darcy’s mother followed her from room to room; silently crashing into the exasperated sighs she kept throwing over her shoulder. Time to change tactics she mused. “Mom!” she stopped abruptly and spun around, “Stop being so… so… sooooo pedantic about this!” Darcy savored the satisfied…
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Image courtesy of Dean McCoy Photography The vision haunts me. Her heels clicking against the pavement as she strode away, my heart pounding like the heavy bass line of a club song as I let my eyes wander up past her stocking clad legs, the skirt enveloping her hips leaving nothing to my imagination….
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Janey pulled the sleeves of her sweater down over her hands, chiding herself for not bringing a coat, as if she made a regular habit of wearing them. Her groceries were loaded in the trunk of her car and one look at the sky and its clouds, bloated and heavy with moisture, told her that…
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Sydney slipped in, closing the door behind her. “Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in.” Dr Sanko deadpanned, glancing at the clock above her head. “You’re 15 minutes late.” Sydney smirked and raised her middle finger in greeting. Removing her shoes, she climbed into the club chair she preferred and tucked her bare…
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He watched her leave, heard her close the door and snap the lock. Twenty minutes later, he picked up his T-shirt and pulled it over his head, slipped on his boxer shorts while checking his own phone. There were messages from clients, building approvals to be signed and budget meetings to attend, but the…
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You are sweet music to me. A symphony of love. The chords that sway me. My Haiku for Haiku Friday with Lou of LouCeel is early this week. (or maybe just the first of two!) Mr Butterfield watched. There was little else to do, waiting on the makeshift stage in the living room of the…
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The name you bestow When you murmur, will always Be my favorite. Write on Edge The Chatoyant link-up Image courtesy of etsy.com According to Dr. Beard, two of the most beautiful words in the English language are chatoyant (like a cat’s…
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Renata watched the champagne drip down Thomas’s beard and into his cravat, the sweet wine instantly staining the cornflower silk. “That’s rich!” she hissed as Thomas dabbed at the damage, “you have no trust in me? I am the woman who has remained your faithful servant and mistress for more than two years, never once treading…
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“I threw them away” Charlotte said, nibbling at a piece of crust from the lemon meringue pie Katie had baked at her request. Kate talked over the whirling Kitchen Aid Mixer, “Threw what away?” “My birth control pills.” She answered as nonchalantly as if she’d been telling her best friend about the weather….
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Quite unexpectedly, the autumn of her thirty-third year, Lucy fell in love. She was walking from the Bake Shoppe back to her small, cozy book shop, her arms loaded with colorful packages, when she looked out and there he was. Across the street, the most beautiful man she had ever seen was standing in his…
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