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question is, will she or could she ever feel the same? She’s not looked at me like she’s interested. But hey, I could be wrong. I’ve been wrong before. My self-esteem is horrible, so when a woman picks up on me it’s nearly impossible for me to read into it. I just think they’re being nice. I just hope she digs me, as much as, my snake and I like her. I can’t wait to tell Amy. She’s going to be excited, jealous probably, but still excited.
    I can hear wedding bells in my future. Now, how do I go about wooing her into my arms and making sure she never lets go? That is the question. Maybe Amy can help?

Chapter Three
     
     
    My eyes open and the stupid sun is shining brightly in my windows. I need some curtains for my bedroom. I stretch my arms above my head.
    What the hell happened last night? I met the woman of my dreams. We go to a club, and I watch her being pursued by some weird dude with blue hair. Although, she didn’t appear to be interested. I wanted to dance with Alexis. But I knew if I did, I’d cream all over my stomach in minutes. My dick wouldn’t stop throbbing.
    I look down and toss my sheet to the side. Yep, he’s hard as a rock this morning too. Go figure.
    Whoever that man was, that tried to pull Alexis from the club last night, got real lucky when her magical hands landed on mine. I loved how my fist fit perfectly between both of her hands. I thought I was going to blow my top and kill him. Touching her like that. Her arm was red, and I’m pretty sure I fell into a fit of murderous rage for a few moments. Scared the shit out of myself. But, when I touched her back and peered down into those majestic eyes, I thought it was all over. I nearly proposed marriage right there. Damn, I’m pathetic. Maybe she sensed it because she ran away so fast I couldn’t catch her. I tried begging Anne for her number, but she refused to give it to me. I’ve got to see her again.
    I left the bar and came home and tried to fall asleep. My heart still aching to touch her again. Look at that beautiful face. Believing in love at first sight, I know, is for suckers. Now, I’m one of those suckers. Happy to be. God, the way she moved her ass when she danced. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Alexis is like the woman I’ve pieced together in my fantasies. The woman I’ve always pictured marrying. I know, I’m such a sap.
    But, when you grow up with a sister like mine, you learned to roll with the girly punches. I played Barbie’s with her to keep her happy. We cooked with her easy bake oven, frosted cupcakes, baked cookies for school, and painted her toe nails and fingers on an occasion. I knew more about makeup by the time I was a freshman than I did about sports. I’m not what you’d consider a typical man’s man. I do like football. Go Dolphins! But, cooking and listening to music are my go-tos. I watch some movies. I love to read. That was the big ta-do growing up with a mother like mine. You had to read a book a week. Nonnegotiable. If we didn’t, we got dealt some rather harsh punishments. And, if you’d try to sneak it past Mama and claim you read, she’d somehow know you were lying and you’d get paddled, even as a teenager. I know that may sound severe, but I respect my mama more than I do anyone else on the planet. She’s the only person I take shit from. Anymore that is. I used to get walked on by Sophie. After her, I tightened up my game, and now I’m a rather steadfast and strong man. Which I’m proud to be. It’s gotten me far in life. My net worth is somewhere north of twenty million and less than twenty-five. That’s, of course, after I take out all my work expenses. None of that could have happened if my life hasn’t played out how it has. As much as I wished those eight years with Sophie didn’t scar me; I’ve gotten past them now and take it more as a positive outcome than a negative. If it wasn’t for her, I’d never have attended Sullivan University in Lexington Kentucky.