Twenty-Nine
Phil Daynton sat across from the most beautiful young woman he had ever beheld. He'd seen plenty, but few ever gave him the time of day. Those long legs reminded him of ... yup. Everything except the blond hair smacked of Katty.
"So how about some dinner." He checked his phone. "It's about eight-ish. We have all night-ish, Trishanna." He caressed her bare arm.
The angel behind her stiffened, rising to full height.
Forces from inside him mesmerized the girl. Forces of desire, layered with wickedness, goaded on by demons. They swirled around her eyes, obscuring her vision. Flowed into her sweet ears filtering out everything but Phil's voice and the pounding music.
He could tell she wanted to. Goosebumps rose on her tanned supple skin.
She wanted him.
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