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THE MOON SPOT-LIT MANNY from his place before the balcony's open doors. He stepped to the side to avoid the pale glow on his back, but he couldn't escape the sea of sparkling lights that spread out before him. Pale, blue dots zeroed in on the expensive linens that covered Manny's broad shoulders. Doleful, green orbs fluttered as they tracked his fingers loosening his collar. Heated, brown disks arrowed straight to the front of his fitted pants. Dozens upon dozens of women's eyes twinkled at Manny from every corner of the room. All trying to catch his attention.
"I heard that his family was cursed by love." The sultry voice came from the balcony exterior over his shoulder. "Something about when he kisses a woman for the first time he'll know she's The One."
"It’s not a curse," a second
