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Summary
Two beautiful souls humbly traveling life's lonely path, until fate suddenly shows
her hand. Will Edward and Bella surrender willingly... A tender, romantic tale of love
and life in the clouds.
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I Found A Boy
Chapter 1, I Found a Boy
from Bella…
Three blocks up, two over led me to a moss green painted door with a wide glass
window. Feathering fingers through newly tousled layers, I licked chilled lips from
the brisk autumn evening. I roamed briefly over the framed menu and entertainment
schedule taped to the window under the silver painted hours of operation.
"Welcome to Breeze , how many?"
"Three," I answered the young blonde at the black varnished desk serving as a
hostess stand. Shuffling a list too long to note, she sighed. "But they're not here yet;
I'm early… which is amazing ." I giggled, she stared. "Can I just wait in the bar?"
"Sure, it might be like an hour anyway. What's your name?"
"Bella."
I hung my cream wool jacket on the back of the last stool available. Sliding into
the tall leather chair, I quickly assessed the wine list. Glancing down the exposed
brick wall that bordered the bar area, I searched. Desperate for sweet and crisp, it
was my selfish evening to refresh. I waved towards a young bartender at the end.
I savored the first smooth taste while the hip, pierced guy who served it lingered.
Sensing his attention, I shifted, tightening the zippers on my heeled boots. I forced
attention everywhere but there, until masculine laughter drew me back. And then
there were two. One familiar, the other new, wearing a smile that consumed. Our
eyes met then parted, mine down, his to the bartender. The wine warmed, his smile
burned.
I twisted my mouth, casually peeking again. His dark denim contrasted the stark
white on top, unbuttoned one too many. Sleeves rolled once… maybe twice, bared
strong, capable arms. When he angled his head and smirked, I shyly focused on the
shine and glow of his large silver watch. He dusted over the lacquered pine bar with
black terry cloth. His hands mesmerized, moments passed, then words… "Another?"
He offered easy. As my mouth parted to answer, I was sweetly assaulted on either
blushed cheek by my dinner dates. Friendly kisses and smiles, he staggered back to
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