Friday, December 07, 2007
New Beginning 417
“Excuse me.” Irene lightly tapped him on the shoulder – rock solid under his heavy coat. “I believe I was here first.” Her words smoked in the air between them.
He turned slowly, raising his left eyebrow. His gaze lowered to her feet, then back to her face. Piercing blue eyes locked on her brown ones. “Yeah right.” His gaze lowered again. This time it came to rest on her chest.
Irene’s shoulders hunched forward in automatic response even though no one could see her breasts through her parka. She drew breath to speak, but it whooshed out in another cloud of smoke as he turned his back on her.
“Well I never . . . ” She began in her most irritated voice.
He glanced back. “Probably the heart of your problem. I’d help you with that, but I’m on a tight schedule.”
"Oh my God!" Irene stared at his chiseled face. "You sounded just like Cary Grant!"
"Really," he said in clipped syllables. "And you, my dear, are the image of Doris Day."
"Oh. My. God." Irene bit her bottom lip for a moment. "Is it fate? What do you think this means?"
"We both wanted to sleep with Rock Hudson?"
As Irene's jaw dropped, the man stepped forward to the service counter. "Well," he said, glancing back at her, "I guess I got there before you twice now."
Opening: Sarah L......Continuation: Anonymous