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    With Open Arms

    Chapter One

     

    After two hours of preparation, I was finally ready for my date with the man of my dreams: James. He was absolutely everything that I wanted and more. He was caring, funny, smart, and extremely handsome. Unlike most men, he was able to carry an intelligent conversation. He did not just agree with me so that he would not have to listen. He voiced his opinions, which was rather intriguing.

     

    We had been together for a year and three months, and I was almost certain that he would be proposing tonight. We had both agreed that after we were at the best that we could possibly be in our careers, we would get married. I was an English teacher for juniors and seniors in high school, and I thought that things were going quite well. James was a bounty hunter, which was nerve-racking at times, but James was especially good at it. He had a weird ability to be able to track people, no matter where they were. He was doing rather well at his job, which led me to believe that we were both at our best points in or professions.

    I rapidly slipped on my shoes and ran into the bathroom to check my appearance one last time. I had left my hair down, lightly curly the bottoms. I had no idea how to use makeup, so I had called my best friend Alice to come over and do it for me. Most of the time I could manage on my own, but I knew tonight was going to be special, so I wanted to look my best. She had made it look natural, which was nice because James never liked when I wore a lot of makeup. I was not a fan of getting dressed up a lot, so that was something that I never minded. My dress was a simple black dress that accentuated my curves nicely. It was strapless with a bow right at my waist, making it flow over my waist and thighs. It stopped right above knees, showing off my legs. After grabbing my jacket, I left our apartment, caught a taxi, and went to the restaurant that I was meeting James.

    I sat in silence, thinking of how to play off the fact that I was not going to be surprised when he proposed. My acting skills were not that great, so I was a little worried. I did not want him to think that I had been waiting for him to do this, even though I was. I wanted nothing more than to be with him.

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