brought her hand to her mouth as she gasped, and then she felt the ring on her own finger. She looked down in shock to see a huge diamond ring that appeared to be set in a gorgeous, platinum setting.
Not only was there an engagement ring, but a diamond encrusted wedding band was nestled with it. She had never seen anything like it, up close. The ring must have been six carats! Her mouth dropped open as she stared at the ring.
Justin noticed the ring on her finger when she lifted it to her face and wondered at it. It looked just like something he would pick out, were he given the job to do it. At that moment, he noticed the weight of a simple band with one fine diamond, on his own finger. He, too, gasped and their frightened eyes met again.
Chantelle jumped out of bed. Her initial reaction in situations like this was to go on the offensive before she could be cowed by a situation.
“What did you do? Who are you? Is this some kind of joke? Are you one of those guys who puts drugs in a girl’s drinks?” She began storming around the room, clutching the sheet to her chest and searching the floor for her panties, dress, and bra. Unfortunately, they were scattered all over the room and she had to fly around the room, bending to pick up the articles of clothing.
Justin was still sitting in bed, in shock. His eyes followed her graceful jaunt around the room. Her hair swung on her bare back. As she bent to retrieve her clothes, the sheet would sway, revealing her leg. He tried to keep his mind in a logical zone so that he could figure out what was going on, but he could not stop the arousal that he continued to feel at the sight of her.
Even in her anger, there was softness about her face that gave him a feeling that this person must be a warm and caring individual. The tears welling in her eyes during her angry dash around the room, told him that her anger stemmed more from fear than from a hard heart. She bent again and he could see the roundness of her, and everything in him wanted to take a hold of her hips and delve into her.
He caught himself and almost moaned. He was rock hard just from watching this woman rant and walk around a room! This was not like him. Ever since his break-up with Candice, he had been quite aloof about women. Granted, he dated a lot of women, but Candice’s duplicity, gold digging, and infidelity had hardened Justin’s heart toward deep relationships with anyone.
Candice had been beautiful in a brittle, cold way. Ever since she came out as a debutante, she had been admired for her elegant charm and ability to hold herself above the throngs. At the time, Justin thought that her coldness was a veneer that she had developed to cope with the pressures of their world and society, with its rigid rules and fixed expectations.
Like Justin, Candice was expected to marry well to carry on the family’s social status. Candice and Justin had been thrown together from an early age. Justin’s warm-hearted and loyal nature allowed him to develop a bond with her that he took seriously.
However, Candice was merely following her father’s orders to marry the “right man” but she didn’t take the relationship very seriously. Once Justin discovered her true selfish nature, he ended the relationship. This greatly upset both families, but the unflappable Candice shook it off and began looking for the next suitable man who could be more easily manipulated.
Justin cleared his throat, coaxed away his arousal, and then stood up and went to Chantelle.
“Miss… ummm… I mean… I’m sorry. I don’t know your name. Ummm… please don’t be upset. I’m not sure what’s going on here.” Justin, usually articulate, stammered and tried to look reassuring.
Finally, the tears Chantelle had been holding back came to the surface and began to roll down her soft, lovely cheeks. She had tried to compose herself with anger, but the fact that this man didn’t even know her name completely threw her.
“I’m
Not only was there an engagement ring, but a diamond encrusted wedding band was nestled with it. She had never seen anything like it, up close. The ring must have been six carats! Her mouth dropped open as she stared at the ring.
Justin noticed the ring on her finger when she lifted it to her face and wondered at it. It looked just like something he would pick out, were he given the job to do it. At that moment, he noticed the weight of a simple band with one fine diamond, on his own finger. He, too, gasped and their frightened eyes met again.
Chantelle jumped out of bed. Her initial reaction in situations like this was to go on the offensive before she could be cowed by a situation.
“What did you do? Who are you? Is this some kind of joke? Are you one of those guys who puts drugs in a girl’s drinks?” She began storming around the room, clutching the sheet to her chest and searching the floor for her panties, dress, and bra. Unfortunately, they were scattered all over the room and she had to fly around the room, bending to pick up the articles of clothing.
Justin was still sitting in bed, in shock. His eyes followed her graceful jaunt around the room. Her hair swung on her bare back. As she bent to retrieve her clothes, the sheet would sway, revealing her leg. He tried to keep his mind in a logical zone so that he could figure out what was going on, but he could not stop the arousal that he continued to feel at the sight of her.
Even in her anger, there was softness about her face that gave him a feeling that this person must be a warm and caring individual. The tears welling in her eyes during her angry dash around the room, told him that her anger stemmed more from fear than from a hard heart. She bent again and he could see the roundness of her, and everything in him wanted to take a hold of her hips and delve into her.
He caught himself and almost moaned. He was rock hard just from watching this woman rant and walk around a room! This was not like him. Ever since his break-up with Candice, he had been quite aloof about women. Granted, he dated a lot of women, but Candice’s duplicity, gold digging, and infidelity had hardened Justin’s heart toward deep relationships with anyone.
Candice had been beautiful in a brittle, cold way. Ever since she came out as a debutante, she had been admired for her elegant charm and ability to hold herself above the throngs. At the time, Justin thought that her coldness was a veneer that she had developed to cope with the pressures of their world and society, with its rigid rules and fixed expectations.
Like Justin, Candice was expected to marry well to carry on the family’s social status. Candice and Justin had been thrown together from an early age. Justin’s warm-hearted and loyal nature allowed him to develop a bond with her that he took seriously.
However, Candice was merely following her father’s orders to marry the “right man” but she didn’t take the relationship very seriously. Once Justin discovered her true selfish nature, he ended the relationship. This greatly upset both families, but the unflappable Candice shook it off and began looking for the next suitable man who could be more easily manipulated.
Justin cleared his throat, coaxed away his arousal, and then stood up and went to Chantelle.
“Miss… ummm… I mean… I’m sorry. I don’t know your name. Ummm… please don’t be upset. I’m not sure what’s going on here.” Justin, usually articulate, stammered and tried to look reassuring.
Finally, the tears Chantelle had been holding back came to the surface and began to roll down her soft, lovely cheeks. She had tried to compose herself with anger, but the fact that this man didn’t even know her name completely threw her.
“I’m
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