His smile was brilliant, and it sliced the words from her tongue.
She could feel his gaze on her and she moved around the twelve chairs, privy only to the meeting because of her service, most ignored her. He never did. And he always had something to whisper to her when she poured into his glass, and he always made her smile.
Emberlynn found her words again, somehow “Oh, yes! I am fine.” She said removing her sunglasses that had almost fallen off of her face. She could see him clearly now and though it was almost night she wanted to put them back on, he glowed. “I’m so sorry. Again.”
if her brother only knew… all hell would break loose
Then her eyes fell what was in his hand, that notebook. It was the same as hers, only with different letters. Even his called to her. She shook her head “I’m sorry, this might sound weird….. but what is that book you have there?” she asked, it was everything not to trip over her words.