| I saw her, every concert in the Phoenix area. I saw her on the last lupus cruise with Howie. She always caught my eyes, though I�m not quite sure as to why. She wasn�t a size 6, but she was pretty in her own right. Big brown eyes, wonderful smile, nice long legs, and a ghetto booty. �AJ.� I snapped out of my daze and glanced at my friend. �What�s up D?� �You were staring at that girl Age.� �You don�t remember her?� He shifted his gaze and studied her for a few moments. �No, do you?� �Oh yeah! She was at the Backstreet Boy concerts in Phoenix. She�s been on your cruises. Her name is Theresa.� �And you like her? She�s not your style.� �Yes, she is. Excuse me.� I checked the street and walked up behind her. �Now, the number one city of sin is no place for an angel, darlin�.� She turned around and locked eyes with mine. His voice, that voice! Why was he talking to me for? And why the hell was he calling me an angel? �I think you have the wrong person.� �Nah, I�m talking to you, Angel.� �Good. But, I�m not angel. More like a she devil.� He laughed and I liked that for his brown eyes shined. �You should laugh more.� �Are you going to do that?� �I hardly know you AJ.� �Than I shall take you out so that you know me better, Theresa. Oh, yes, I know you girl. Remember you quite nicely.� I smirked to myself. So, he does know, does remember me. �But first please answer my question.� �Why am I in Las Vegas?� �Yes.� �Because I go into UNLV. Because Vegas is the perfect place to be. Perfect place to start my life.� �And what do you want to do in life?� �To have my magazine.� I saw my friend walk out of the store and smiled. I grabbed his hand and jotted down my phone number. �Call me.� I dialed the number on my hand, so scared. The first time I met her, I hardly talked to her, but I think it was that smile that captivated me. �Hello.� �Oh, hi. Is Theresa there?� �Let me get her. May I ask who�s calling?� �Alex please.� �Hold on.� I waited a few moments till she came on. �Hello?� �Theresa.� �Oh, AJ, how are you?� �Better now. What are you doing this evening?� �Probably staying at home and vegging, why?� �Cancel those plans. I want to take you out.� �Okay, sure.� �Can you be ready in 45 minutes?� I glanced at my watch, seeing the hands move to 6:30 as I awaited her response. �Yeah. Oh, let me give you directions.� I grabbed the nearby pen and wrote down all she told me. �See you Age.� �Bye.� I hung up my phone, a smile tugging at my lips. I got off the phone and stood still for a few moments. �Uh, hello!� I shook my head and smiled. �Was that McLean?� �Yeah.� �AJ McLean? As in the fine one from the Backstreet Boys?� �That would be him.� �Than I suggest you go get ready because by my count, you have 43 minutes and 29 seconds left to go get ready.� �How do you know?� �Duh, I was listening on the other phone, now GO!� I ran to my bathroom and quickly took a shower. 40 minutes later, I walked back out. I twirled around, the black skirt flaring around my knees and the blouse sleeves twirling around my elbows. �Very nice. Not to rich, not to slutty.� �Thank you for your precious words, Jennifer.� �Girl, you look good and you know it.� I smiled and headed toward the door. �Prince charming awaits.� �You look outstanding.� I blushed and held the door open. I walked into the room, not taking my eyes off this enchantress. She wore this one night at the club on the ship and I loved it on her. �AJ, this is one of my best friends, Jennifer. Oh, and Terri, my other best friend. They�re among the few I convinced to move here with me.� �Pleasure ladies.� I smiled at each in turn but my eyes kept straying back to her. �Sorry to be rude, but shall we?� �Don�t wait up girls.� I laughed and held my arm out for her. She took a sip of wine and smiled. �I have to ask you something, Alex.� God, that just rolled off her lips, such a sweet caress. And I hated it when anyone called me Alex. �I�ll answer anything you want so long as you keep calling me Alex.� I took her hand within mine and placed a gentle kiss on the back of it. �I�m sure any female would understand why you even give them a second glance, but I don�t. I don�t think I�m pretty, don�t think I�m that smart.� �What first caught my attention was your smile.� She blushed and I smiled at that. �You�re special Theresa. And so far you keep proving that. Don�t doubt yourself.� She bit her lip and tried to smile. �Excuse me please.� I stood up as she left the table, feeling a hand on my shoulder. |
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