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She paused
mid-sentence. Because the man on Jenny’s iPhone 6 plus was incredibly handsome.
“Is he for real?”
Jenny asked.
She wondered if it
was the Cosmopolitan. Or if the warm flush between her thighs had something to
do with that incredibly chiseled chin. The flecks of gray in those thick shocks
of wavy black hair. Those eyes that were darker than the night.
But the eyes of the
man on Jenny’s phone didn’t have that trace of arrogance or aloofness you
normally see on the faces of super attractive people. His eyes were dark and
kind at the same time. He was the kind of man who would be attentive to his
lover in bed. It was hard to believe that such a person existed in real life,
and he was living and breathing, just on the other end of a mobile phone.
“I mean…he’s
attractive huh?”
“I thought you were
in sales and marketing Liz,” Jenny said. “A wordsmith and all. Attractive is
not the word. I mean look at him. He looks like he could be right from George
Clooney’s family. With George Clooney being the ugly brother.”
“What’s a man like
this doing on a mobile dating app?”
If she ever made love
to such a man, Liz would ask him to delete his Flame profile. There was no
reason a woman should have to share such a gorgeous boyfriend.
Boyfriend?
Or to state it more
accurately:
Boyfriend?????!!!!!!
What was she doing
thinking about boyfriends? Had she forgotten what Jason had done to her? Had
she forgotten all those scars just because they had disappeared from her skin?
Had she forgotten the
promise that she had made to herself?
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