Not A Chance Meeting

Weeks had passed since he went to that quiet, peaceful place where he met her. Why hadn't he gone there? Why had he stayed away even though he wanted to be there? Why was he avoiding her? What was he afraid of? Of feeling again? Of living again? Of moving on? Why should he be …

Lunch with Marcia

I was so engrossed in the article I was reading on my laptop that I didn't even notice that Marcia had walked into my office.  I looked up when she tapped on the door frame.  She was smiling broadly.  "It's April 12 today," she said. I stared at her blankly.  She looked great as usual.  …

Choosing Love Over Fear

He sat at the piano, running his fingers over the keys.  His heart was heavy and his mind muddled.  Music was elusive.  He couldn't concentrate.  All he could think about was her and how much he missed her.  What a fool he had been to let her walk out of his life.  He had allowed …

The Flirtation

Christian was pulling on his shirt when the doorbell rang. He quickly buttoned it and tucked in his trousers before leaving the bedroom to go and open the door. He peered through the keyhole and smiled when he saw that it was Amanda. He buttoned his cuffs after opening the door and stood there in …

Love at the Library

The moment he walked into the library, he had her attention.  She had seen him a couple of times before.  He would sit at a particular table and spend the next couple of hours reading the same book.  One evening when he left the table for a brief moment, she walked by on the pretense …

The Photo Shoot

She had photographed many men but this one took the cake.  This was her first trip to Scotland for a photo shoot for the fashion magazine she worked for.  She had never seen a man in a kilt before but this guy looked incredible in the traditional garb.  He wore it extremely well.  And those …

The Dinner Invitation

He resisted the urge to bury his face in her hair and...  Sharon stopped typing and stared at the laptop screen.  She was tired and the thoughts were not coming as they should. Her mind was not on the story she was writing.  She was thinking about Jason.   This afternoon when she walked into …

The Visit

She stood at the window watching the snow fall in thick white sheets on the streets below.  It had been like this all morning.   What was it going to end?   All night she had looked forward to seeing Rupert.  When they had last seen each other which was a fortnight ago, he had …

Beauty Rest

Just recently I was thinking about this nursery rhyme: Early to bed, Early to rise. Makes a man, Wealthy and Wise. I guess I was thinking about it because I have a very bad habit of going to bed late at night and struggling to get up early in the morning.  Sometimes I feel as …

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