Genevieve took the invitation home that night and could barely sleep. She had an image of Preston Norman in her mind now. She hugged her pillow tight and closed her eyes when the cool night air that graced her bedroom brushed against her face. He was a very exciting man!
Although she had only seen him once, the thought of him made her body tremble. That childish sizzle in her spine was what she felt now and she couldn’t help but giggle. Gosh! It felt like she was losing her mind slowly. The way he had smiled at her that day, those soft and gentle cognac eyes of his struck a chord in her. Oh, how much she wanted to see him again!
Her telephone rang and she shook slightly. With a frown, she glanced at the wall clock on the wall adjacent from her bed and released a frustrated sigh.
11:57 P
