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Author: Victoria Lawson, Lois Hodges, Nellie Cross, Bonnie Robles, Evelyn Hunt, Monica Austin, Emma Bishop, Kim Wilkerson, Lori Dixon, Carla Burke
She had been married to Ashford for twelve years now and despite the fact that most marriages take a turn for the worst after the first couple of years, the two were still as happy as the day they walked down the aisle. This was maybe due to Ashford being ever so creative with his surprises. He always had a beautiful way to make her feel loved. Even the first time they met, Ashford Morgan was still the most romantic man she had ever met.
When they first met, it was not the way every fairy tale would predict it. There were no eyes meeting across crowded rooms or nothing. The two had met in one of the strangest ways ever. Their relationship was actually supposed to start out as a one night stand.
Candice remembered ever too well how she had first felt when she laid eyes on the tall dark haired muscle man on the dance floor. She and Mischa, her best friend, were out to celebrate Mischa’s new job. She remembered how cool he'd looked in his blue fitting jeans and simple grey t-shirt. There was just something about his simplicity, not to mention his wavy hair and dimpled cheeks.
“Want to dance little lady?” he asked after walking up to her. She looked at him, stars in her eyes. She placed her drink on the counter and stepped down from the stool.
“I’d love to,” she said looking into his eyes. “I’ll be right back Mischa,” she said as she walked off to the dance floor, her hand in his. Candice was an attractive dark skinned woman, thanks to her biracial heritage. She was born of a Jamaican mother and a Scottish father and had lived in the UK before her father, a marine, got stationed to the United States where the two met.
Her mother had always feared for her safety, both physically and emotionally. According to Elaine, Candice’s mother, her daughter was a sunshine girl. She was one who always saw the good in people, the one who always believed in Santa and the tooth fairy until it was too late. She always had concerns about her daughter’s well being but with Candice out of college and into a well paying job, she had her mind at ease.
“So, what does a pretty little thing like you do when she is not grinding her ass against some poor man’s crotch?” Ash asked as he held her by the waist. Candice smiled and pushed herself into him a bit more.
“Oh please, you like it,” she said.
“Don’t get me wrong, I do,” he said turning her around. “I just want to know who I’m dancing with,” he added looking into her eyes. He still managed to dance even though she could feel his cock pressing against her bare thigh.
“Candice Aiken, financial analyst,” she said looking into his eyes. She smiled up at him. “And who am I dancing with?” she asked.
“Ashford Morgan, legal advisor,” he answered turning her around again so that she had her back to him once more.
“May I ask who you give legal advice to?” she asked. Ash put a hand on her thigh and slowly trailed it upwards. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he did so.
“Do you want to know everything about me right this second?” he asked. His lips were dangerously close to her neck. So close, she could feel the warm breath on the back of her neck as he spoke.
“I don’t know why, but yes,” she answered. “I want to know,” she said in a small voice, practically a whisper.
“Okay but just don’t get all weird,” he said. She squinted.
“Why would I get jumpy?” she asked. He turned her around and held her by the waist again.
“Because I work for Lee Rojo,” he said. She stiffened up in his arms. Lee Rojo was the latest Spanish heart throb to make it big in the Western world. To most people he was the best thing since sliced bread. “I have to warn you,” he said in a low voice. They were not dancing anymore.
“If you scream, I will put my lips on yours. Not to kiss you, just to shut you up,” he said calmly. Candice felt herself blush. For some
When they first met, it was not the way every fairy tale would predict it. There were no eyes meeting across crowded rooms or nothing. The two had met in one of the strangest ways ever. Their relationship was actually supposed to start out as a one night stand.
Candice remembered ever too well how she had first felt when she laid eyes on the tall dark haired muscle man on the dance floor. She and Mischa, her best friend, were out to celebrate Mischa’s new job. She remembered how cool he'd looked in his blue fitting jeans and simple grey t-shirt. There was just something about his simplicity, not to mention his wavy hair and dimpled cheeks.
“Want to dance little lady?” he asked after walking up to her. She looked at him, stars in her eyes. She placed her drink on the counter and stepped down from the stool.
“I’d love to,” she said looking into his eyes. “I’ll be right back Mischa,” she said as she walked off to the dance floor, her hand in his. Candice was an attractive dark skinned woman, thanks to her biracial heritage. She was born of a Jamaican mother and a Scottish father and had lived in the UK before her father, a marine, got stationed to the United States where the two met.
Her mother had always feared for her safety, both physically and emotionally. According to Elaine, Candice’s mother, her daughter was a sunshine girl. She was one who always saw the good in people, the one who always believed in Santa and the tooth fairy until it was too late. She always had concerns about her daughter’s well being but with Candice out of college and into a well paying job, she had her mind at ease.
“So, what does a pretty little thing like you do when she is not grinding her ass against some poor man’s crotch?” Ash asked as he held her by the waist. Candice smiled and pushed herself into him a bit more.
“Oh please, you like it,” she said.
“Don’t get me wrong, I do,” he said turning her around. “I just want to know who I’m dancing with,” he added looking into her eyes. He still managed to dance even though she could feel his cock pressing against her bare thigh.
“Candice Aiken, financial analyst,” she said looking into his eyes. She smiled up at him. “And who am I dancing with?” she asked.
“Ashford Morgan, legal advisor,” he answered turning her around again so that she had her back to him once more.
“May I ask who you give legal advice to?” she asked. Ash put a hand on her thigh and slowly trailed it upwards. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he did so.
“Do you want to know everything about me right this second?” he asked. His lips were dangerously close to her neck. So close, she could feel the warm breath on the back of her neck as he spoke.
“I don’t know why, but yes,” she answered. “I want to know,” she said in a small voice, practically a whisper.
“Okay but just don’t get all weird,” he said. She squinted.
“Why would I get jumpy?” she asked. He turned her around and held her by the waist again.
“Because I work for Lee Rojo,” he said. She stiffened up in his arms. Lee Rojo was the latest Spanish heart throb to make it big in the Western world. To most people he was the best thing since sliced bread. “I have to warn you,” he said in a low voice. They were not dancing anymore.
“If you scream, I will put my lips on yours. Not to kiss you, just to shut you up,” he said calmly. Candice felt herself blush. For some
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