THE PUZZLE

BEAUTY

Mark was well into his Fifth beer when something sweet happened. A very beautiful girl came and sat next to him he didn't notice her until she spoke ."Oooh the cute detective from todays unfortunate event", she said looking right over the counter for a waitress.Mark turned ready to put her off but was stopped by the girls look .

She was a sight to see .A half American half African babe with round white eyes and juicy lips the kind that makes you wanna kiss.Mark had his eyes glued to her for a sweet minute before answering to the somewhat awkward statement .

His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree .He was either too drunk or not drunk enough or so he thought or maybe he was coming down with some sort of an illness as he started sweating and loosing control of some parts of his well muscled body.

The night felt almost magical he had for the first time in a long while enjoyed the company of someone else rather than his ex and his only friend Becky back in station .Was that the meaning of having a life? he wondered.If it was then it wasn't such a bad idea.

Milley as he later learnt was her name, was the kind of company an overworked underpaid detective would ask for. She had just the right words to say.She never mentioned work and he was more than fine because that was the last thing he was willing to talk about.

Before he knew the night was almost over it was 2 in the morning.Were it not for her insisting that he needed rest, he would have drunk the night away. She offered to take him home and he was more than willing to let her take him .She had swept him off his feet.And it felt good.

She never seemed to get drunk and she never seemed to be bothered by the fact that Mark was drunk, hand in hand they walked out of the tavern and in the direction of Queens apartments where Mark lived.At the gate she helped him open followed as he drunkenly went up the stairs all this time quiet and keen almost as if she was mapping the place ,helped him open the door and watched him walk across the living room leaving behind a trail of clothes as he was undressing carelessly.when she was satisfied that he was comfortable, she locked the door and threw the keys through the bedrooms window and left.Mark was left to his beauty sleep.

On her way home Milley thought to herself"well he doesn't seem that vicious," actually cute was the name she would have used to describe him.She wanted this to be the beginning of a mutual benefits relationship and she hoped to God not to blow it.