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Nathan’s persona, if taken on the surface, portrayed a man both cunning and disingenuine.  A player.  A man full of fun-loving endless “party til you drop”enjoyment.  A good=time guy.  He was up for anything and had the money to back his momentary enjoyments whether flitting off to France on a whim or throwing a bash everyone eagerly attended.  He wasn’t someone to be taken seriously!  His antics were well known and often the topic of the “rag mags”.

Emma knew this, was prepared for this.  She’d read every article she could get her hands on. Depending on the source, he was esteemed, his lifestyle celebrated or hated and those jealous of his success vilified his lifestyle.

She’d grown up with Nathan and although he’d been a few years older had watched over her, protecting her on occasion when bullies knocked her about.  He’d just “been there” as if appearing out of a mist of smoke and disappearing as quickly.  When Nathan was around, she knew she was safe, protected.  Any time their paths crossed, when their eyes locked, the sincerity, the earnestness she noted touched her heart. It was what she held onto, what kept her going through the tough times.

Unwittingly Emma measured every man she met against that bold earnest sincerity and watched to see if the actions were in accord with the emotions. So far, none she’d dated could come close.  Perhaps her ideals were too lofty, coloured by those interactions. Still, a girl could dream,  couldn’t she?

Today, their paths would cross for the first time since school.  Emma’s assignment, to cover the bash at the Cosmopolitan which was backed and funded almost entirely by Nathan Armstrong.  Dressing with care, her practiced smile perfected, she entered the dance hall.  Wandering, she nodded at a few she’d interviewed for other articles.  Some smiled, others nodded, some watched her curiously.

Unprepared, she stumbled onto Nathan.  The moment their eyes locked, she was pulled back into childhood and those rare but special moments their paths had crossed.  She peered into his eyes, hoping to see the sincerity she’d witnessed so long ago.  He moved closer, a warm smile hovered and his eyes went from warm to heated to sincere.  There it was.  The look she remembered and associated with Nathan.

She’d been schooled in seeking the truth, looking beneath the surface of what was said to what was real.  Once she explained her purpose here, how would he act? she wondered.




  1. loving this, how does it end?


  2. s1ngal says:

    “…his eyes went from warm to heated to sincere..” I ❤ Nathan arready


    • Awe, thanks. Ive had 2 others ask me, what happens???? lol I think I have 1/2 dozen characters I’ve started, by using the word of the day that they want to follow. I’m overwhelmed hehe, cause I am trying to finish a 2nd book, and now I have 6 more that people would follow

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  3. AprilEsutton says:

    I’m hooked. I guess you started something.


  4. Sheryl says:

    Take this and run with it. Have some fun cause I want to see where it goes.


    • thank you. I’ve had 1/2 dozen requests so I did a 2nd and oddly enough i’m being asked where 4 5 6 are lolol I’ll get back to it in a bit, I’m hot on finishing a book, nearly done Thank you. When you say that, it means something!


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