(Abigail) At some point in every woman’s life, a man’s personality becomes more important than his looks. Whether it’s by choice or by circumstance, it’s the concept that still makes life-long unions possible, and what some consider true love. It signifies the kind of maturity that you and your partner benefit from for the rest of your lives. And Lucas Brimstone made it glaringly obvious that I was not at that point yet....

(Abigail) If I had known there’d be eight inches of hot lawyer inside of me before the end of the week, I’d have asked to take Monday off. Instead of making that call, I’m about to walk into a law firm. But first, some context explaining why I’m buried six-feet under a mountain of crap. Gender equality is a fantasy, just like karma. There I am, two weeks ago. I’m doing my deep breathing after washing off the last of my sm...

It was Sunday afternoon. Kara and Dirk were sunbathing in the courtyard. She had been living with him for three weeks. She reminded him, "Don't forget you have to pick up what's-his-name." Dirk glanced at his watch, then looked over his newspaper at Kara. "I've still got a little time. His name, by the way, is Tim Taylor." Kara offered Dirk a bottle of suntan lotion. He looked at it quizzically. "But it’s late in the day...

“Something wrong?” she asked.“Uh, well… I guess I just never danced with a lawyer before.”“Well, that’s what I am and you had to know it. After all, you did call me at the office.”“Yeah well, but I sort of...”“Expected me to be dressed different? Like I was the other night?”His eyes lit up. “You mean that dress with the slit? Oh yeah. Now that was hot!” He shrugged as his smile waned. “But, no, of course not. I wasn’t exp...

Hailey went through the packages and except for Tim, delivered all the gifts her first week back. Tim was busy and unable to come home on the weekends so Hailey kept the things in the backpack she bought him. Hailey made one other terrible discovery when she unpacked, her Mother’s Eagle Pride necklace was gone. She called the resort and told them about the lost item. They assured they’d call if they found it, but after tw...

"Who was she?" Chelsea asked after Molly had gone. "A friend," Jake said shortly. It was all he could do not to run after her. God, how could this have happened? He had no idea what to do. Well, he decided, Molly was gone and probably needed time to calm down. So for now, he would deal with Chelsea. "A good friend?" Chelsea raised an eyebrow. "What did you want to talk about?" Jake went into the kitchen. "I wanted to talk...

Now this is the way to watch a movie, Jake thought. He sat on Molly's couch and she was curled up next to him. His arm was around her shoulders, and if he leaned his head down just a little, he could smell the light, airy scent of her shampoo. The lights were dimmed to make it easier to see the screen. He hadn't cared about the movie, he realized. He just didn’t want to stop being with Molly. Everything about the day had...

Molly had a great time with Maddy and her friends, Ginger and Sharon. She hadn’t had a girls' night of any kind in forever, and they all got along famously. Not a lot of jewelry got made, but they had a blast anyway, and made tentative plans to do it again. “Oh, that was fun,” Molly said with a happy sigh as she helped Maddy clear away the dishes. “I haven’t done anything like that in so long.” “Really?” said Maddy. “That...

"So, what do you do?" Jake asked as they walked. It was a nice late summer night. The temperature had dropped slightly and the humidity was low. A slight breeze fanned through Molly's hair. "Me?" Molly asked. "I'm, um, I'm a nurse." She managed not to say that it was a choice her family had not supported. It didn’t seem fair to lay that on him when they'd only just met. "No kidding?" Jake asked. "In a doctor's office or a...

Silver, Blue & Gold Author's note: This was one of my early stories, when I was still working on writing. Well, I still am, but had more to learn at this point. I hope you like it, even though it's a bit rough around the edges. Jacob Scott stared at his desk. He couldn't believe she was gone. It had been a week and he still couldn't wrap his mind around it. Chelsea had left him. "I'm sorry, Jacob," she had said, standing...

Jennifer peered over her glasses at him, an incredulous look on her face. 'When did you sign this agreement?' she asked, tapping her pen idly on the arm of her chair. 'Two weeks ago,' he replied, using his thumb to reposition his erection. 'I can't believe you successfully negotiated something that lucrative,' she shook her head. 'Sometimes I get lucky,' he smiled. She leaned back in her chair and stretched, her business...