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    First and Last – (Chapter: Chapter 1)

    Chapter 1: 

    The man in the black suit with a perfectly knotted, crimson silk tie and matching silk slip in handkerchief in the front pocket of the jacket stood next to her still, almost lifeless body. No, stood isn’t the right word. It definitely wasn’t the right word. What works better there? Hovered? No, not hovered. Lurked? Lurked…hmm. Close, but still not right. Loomed? Loooooomed. Yes, that’s it. That’s exactly it. He loomed next to her still, almost lifeless body.

    It wasn’t that long ago that that same body, that beautifully sculpted, perfectly proportioned body was jovial and full of pep. Just a few weeks actually. Geez, now that I think about it, a few weeks without her seems more like a forever kind of thing. Boy, that’s all kinds of depressing.

    He stared at her; his brown hair the same, gorgeous shade as hers. Now to anyone else I’m sure it looked like basic, no frills, nothing exciting, just blah brown. But that’s because no one really takes time to see what’s there. No one takes time to appreciate the beauty of something like that. People think beauty can only lie within eyes, a flower, a painting, a photograph…but beauty is everywhere. You’re looking at it constantly whether you realize it or not. It’s in every blade of grass, every fiber of your t-shirt, and every brick used in buildings.

    To me, her hair color was one of the most remarkable things on this planet. It was like cocoa, cinnamon, and brown sugar all blended together to make this one amazing shade of auburn and then somehow found a way to make that her hair color, and her hair color only. How do I know it’s only hers? Because until this man, this man in his black suit with his red silk tie appeared in this room, I’d never seen anyone else with it.

    And then there was the matter of his eyes. His piercing emerald eyes that seemed to rake over her body, almost hungrily and I glared at him for it. He stared at her and I glared at him. He raised his tanned hand and swept it just above her body. Not close enough to touch, but just close enough to make me pissed off enough to pummel his pretty boy ass.

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    1. This is like that episode of Charmed where Paige gives up her soul to save her boss! Super Kool! But if Spencer’s in Hell how is she gonna get to Ashley? Keep going. I want to see how this plays out.

    2. This is like that episode of Charmed where Paige gives up her soul to save her boss! Super Kool! But if Spencer’s in Hell how is she gonna get to Ashley? Keep going. I want to see how this plays out.

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