Turn Your Mess Into Medicine

Book Excerpt:

“As my eyes survey the room, they catch a tall, slender, attractive man with wavy, sandy blonde hair and brown eyes. His vanilla skin ricochets off the subdued light in my direction. He came in with the group. When our eyes connect, he walks straight over and sits beside me. He leans in and whispers into my ear. “Why’s a woman like you here alone?” His confidence intrigues me I put down my Merlot. “Well, what makes you think I’m alone?” “Someone this beautiful would have her man sitting right here, like I am.” “Well, maybe he’s at home sleeping.” My rebuttal has him momentarily stumped with an inquisitive look. “Well, maybe he’s right here,” he says. His confidence is sexy, and playing into the hype, I respond, while we face each other. “Well, maybe I just haven’t found the right person yet. Are you always this confident?” He gazes deep into my eyes as the world filters out. “A confident man attracts a confident woman. I suspected your confidence from across the room. I could tell.” He moves closer. “The way you hold yourself, the way you’ve answered my questions, shows I was right.” Slowly, I sip my merlot as our eyes remain transfixed in a seductive gaze. “You’re not begging for someone like your friend. Men can always tell.” His tailed words coincide with a pointed gesture towards Deanne. They intrigue me. He doesn’t know her, and from what I know of her, that’s exactly her accompanied notion–desperate for “the one.” We spend the evening talking with deep gazes, in great conversation almost stuck together. A soft caress of my upper thigh, a subtle graze of his forearm, and sexual tension increases. The flirting is on like the stages of a traffic light from red, to amber, to green–we are a go. The lights flicker on and illuminate the evening’s end. Our lips have locked in a passionate embrace.”

— How Do I Find Love After Heartbreak? by Pamela B. Williams

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