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Today is a reprint of a Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser that I have been asked expand into a full story which I have decided to do. See what you think and let me know by leaving me a comment below the individually listed participating authors links before you leave me to read their posts. Follow the link in the title to the original post for comments.
The Senator-Elect’s wife walked into the room with an air of confidence and gardenia. Standing in silk, satin and Versace, she started to remove her kid gloves, a look of distain casting a dark shadow over her beautiful Mediterranean features.
“Bobby”, a deep breath of ill-placed privilege followed.
“I want the return-on-my-investment. And I am here to collect it.”
“You can’t possibly be serious. ”
“You must think I am…you’re here,” he replied, crossing his legs.
“It’s been….How did you find......?” a small crack in her voice revealed the broke, pregnant college freshman she once was.
“……twenty-one years. Does it really matter?"
Bobby rose, closed the distance between them in but a few long strides, and sighed. He placed his long black fingers at her throbbing, alabaster temple and gently pushed the soft-auburn curls from her face then traced the elegant curve of her cheek down her face, along her jawline to the hard-pounding, heated pulse in the small of her throat, where he placed his thumb. She flushed with panic.
"You owe me $350.00 and twenty-one years compound interest. So….it’s you or a Senator.”
Today is a reprint of a Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser that I have been asked expand into a full story which I have decided to do. See what you think and let me know by leaving me a comment below the individually listed participating authors links before you leave me to read their posts. Follow the link in the title to the original post for comments.
The Senator-Elect’s wife walked into the room with an air of confidence and gardenia. Standing in silk, satin and Versace, she started to remove her kid gloves, a look of distain casting a dark shadow over her beautiful Mediterranean features.
“Bobby”, a deep breath of ill-placed privilege followed.
“Peaches….” he smiled with assurance.
“I am addressed as Mrs. Lancaster, now, Bobby. What do you want?”“I want the return-on-my-investment. And I am here to collect it.”
“You can’t possibly be serious. ”
“You must think I am…you’re here,” he replied, crossing his legs.
“It’s been….How did you find......?” a small crack in her voice revealed the broke, pregnant college freshman she once was.
“……twenty-one years. Does it really matter?"
Bobby rose, closed the distance between them in but a few long strides, and sighed. He placed his long black fingers at her throbbing, alabaster temple and gently pushed the soft-auburn curls from her face then traced the elegant curve of her cheek down her face, along her jawline to the hard-pounding, heated pulse in the small of her throat, where he placed his thumb. She flushed with panic.
"You owe me $350.00 and twenty-one years compound interest. So….it’s you or a Senator.”
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