Lips.

The first time I saw her that night, her lips were a deep wine red in a pronounced perfect pout. And when she smiled, oh, how my heart fluttered like...

Resume.

I haven’t looked at your resume in depth but do tell a little about yourself. Oh, I'd love to. For starters, I've had experience with a couple of emotional outbursts...

First of all Firsts.

Palms dripping with salty sweat, the phone slipped as fingers desperately caught it, putting it back against the ear. Eyes were growing hot, the tears threatening to fall - blinking...

Fifteen Minutes.

“Fifteen minutes is all I ask.” “Why?”  “Because with me, it only takes fifteen minutes.” “So you think that fifteen minutes with me would suffice?”  “Why not? Everyone who had...