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Ava Moss, my next publishing project. I want to thank Christina Jean Michaels who offered to put a little cherry on my Sundae by discussing my next work in progress. Here it is: Ava Moss.
Ava Moss girlfriends have given her a precious birthday present, one she dislikes as she finds herself unable to prevent the helplessness the well-intentioned gift draws from her. She only accepts the offer once she undergoes a little arm twisting: a classy, out-of-the-ordinary speed dating session. She has met with Vanessa Distel the night before, the project organizer, who clued her in on her duties for the six dates she would encounter the following evening.
There you go, darling. Tomorrow night when you enter the 21 Club, you will be the belle of the ball. Vanessa had said.
Her only frustration was that she had six bios and only four pictures.
Two of them did not submit picturescould not do so on time, not because they are unattractive, Vanessa had added, waving a long, ringed finger at her.
Avas cell phone rang. Excitement radiating out of her pores, she picked up and quickly became engrossed in her conversation.
I dont know. Yes, of course Vanessa gave me all the dos and dontsa huge stack of rules and regulations to bring home and study. No. Didnt read half of themno time. Anyway, Ill tell you about the details later. Im about to walk in.
Did you get the sexy little red number you wanted?
Yes. And I found the Manolos I showed youon sale, she beamed, animated and more alive than shed been in a long time.
The platinum strappy sandals?
Uh huh. Ava contorted right, to stare at her shoes, and as she did, she bumped up against the person directly behind her.
She tried to catch her balance but wobbled on her six-inch heels. A quick arm around her waist steadied her even as she envisioned scraping her hands and knees rather than ruin her dress.
She ignored the cell phone and stared at her benefactor.
Are you all right? the man asked in silk tones, not two inches from her lips. As he helped her stand on two feet again, they exchanged eye contact. Both were silent for a few timeless seconds.
Ava shuddered, bowled over by his charming manner and striking looks. She backed up a few steps and glimpsed the lightest brown eyes she had ever seen on anyone, and a cute little mesh of brown hair, jutting over a wide forehead. He had a dimple in his chin and a nervous Adams apple that bobbed up and down as he continued to stare at her. His eye color might have been light, but the burn from his piercing gaze oozed fire inside her.
She heard Tracy yelling her name through her cell. Lost in a fog, she pondered her friend must be wondering where shed gone.
The stranger smiled, and Ava briefly considered the man might be amused by their predicament. He appeared intent on taking in her every move, his eyes gliding over her lips. For an instant, oddly, she thought he might kiss her; instead, he bent to stare at her shoes and raised an eyebrow at the length of the heels.
She cocked a shoulder at him. Just trying to be up there with the grown-ups, she said, using her brightest smile to illuminate the moment.
His own smile stretched into a grin. So, Ava lovely namewarm, unpretentious. Suits you. Are you going inside?
Ava jumped at the use of her name. Yes. You must be one of my Mate for Life candidates. He had to be. He knew her name, which meant he had seen her picture, which also meant he was one of her hopefuls.
That means youre either Luke Perry or Pete Cassimere.
His frown deepened.
You know. The only two of my dates who didnt provide pictures.
Ah, I see.
Ava wondered about the easy answer dotting a puzzled expression. Yet the spell he cast prodded her to babble. I bet youre Luke. Ive always loved the name Luke. You are, arent you?
You think I look like a Luke? He laughed, his expression knotted and illegible.
I knew it. Im going to ask Vanessa to schedule you first. She hesitated before she owned up. I put you at the back of the pileno picture. Call me vain, but its hard to decide when you cant tell what the other person looks like.
Dont let me keep you from your lovely evening. He nodded, as he took in a whiff of her hair.
She applauded her choice of strawberry almond shampoo, hoping he didnt think her too much of a kook.
When all she could do was stare at him and nod, he stroked the smooth curve of her face with the back of his hand.
Ava. Were all waiting for you. She rued Vanessas call from the doorway.
Be right there. She shook herself back to the present. See you later.
She grasped the door handle, but couldnt resist one last glance. She caught him dialing a number on his cell. Both their communications had certainly ended abruptly. Glancing at hers in her hand, she noticed the call had ended. Tracy was gone.
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