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Time flies but this day must have hitched a ride on a tortoise's back. Nervous. Pressure was building. How was I to present myself? How was I to approach her? What exactly was I going to say? What if she reached her hand out to greet me and I was caught in the moment and failed to reach mine out? What if she came for a hug and I didn't let go? We had met once, she as my client. At the time, I had to act professional. It was eminent, there was a spark. We could both feel it, but none of us was bold enough to point it out. That day ended with me handing her my business card. Had to save myself from the business of having to ask her for her phone number. Two months later. Three missed calls. Unknown number. "Hey! It's Vanessa. Why ain't you picking up my calls?" Reading the text a third time I finally came to. "I'm sorry! You understand the nature of my work. Talk to me." Indeed, she had a heart full of emotion to talk about. Telling me how sh...

She walked in escorted by who they all thought was her suitor. In her blue dress that showed most of her back and was just a lil shy below her bum bum. Her six inched heels giving her that straight posture as she walked. I came back to an excited clique. "What's this that I missed?" With his eyes and a show by his head, Henry pointed in the direction of this beautiful soul. "Wow!" Such beauty, that when I saw her I was starstruck in love. Breathless and enamored. The dimmed red and blue neon lights made her glowing skin look even more...what's the word for that! Edible? We locked eyes for a good seven seconds which rather felt like an eternity. My heart raced. At that moment when time felt to have stood still, all I saw was her. She smiled and turned to her suitor, a well built tall and sorry to say, handsome guy. On a scale of one to ten, he was an eight and I was uuhhhmm...you guessed it right, a nine divided by three. I turned to my postponed liver cirr...