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Five Hearts Anthology - Dana Littlejohn

Five Stories of Love and Passion by

Dana Littlejohn, Sandy Sullivan, Sable Hunter, Daisy Dunn, Cynthia Arsuaga

Grant and Daniel laughed at their friend, then clicked their glasses together. As Grant took a sip of his drink, he spied what he suspected was a woman dressed almost like an Eskimo at the door peering inside the conference room. His curiosity was piqued as he watched her emerge from her coverings.

She pulled her gloves off revealing dainty, soft looking hands. Next, she unraveled the scarf from her head and neck exposing her lovely face. Her sensual and luscious, full lips were tinted burgundy making them stand out from her smooth mocha complexion. Grant’s glass stopped halfway to his mouth when he tried to take another sip of his drink. His conversation with his friends ended. Their voices faded behind him as he took a step forward, focusing in on her.

Grant continued to watch with bated breath as the woman unwrapped herself like the Christmas present he wished he’d gotten. Slowly, she undid each of the buttons on her long brown coat. When full view of her curvaceous body, seductively adorned in a long black dress trimmed in gold was revealed to him, Grant’s breath caught.

He smiled as her movement to hang her coat over her arm showed him just a peek of her slender leg through the split on the side of her dress. She was a feast for his eyes. Never had he seen such a beautiful woman. She was definitely a gift he planned on taking for himself. He swallowed the rest of his drink in one quick gulp, put his glass down and left his friends without another word.

When Grant reached the doorway the woman was standing at the window of the coat check. She handed the person there her belongings, then took the ticket from her and put it in her purse.

“Thank you,” she said pleasantly and Grant quickened his pace to catch her.

* * * *

“Hello.”

April turned to the voice at her back. Okay, who’s this guy?

“Hello.”

The man extended his hand. “I’m Grant.”

April looked at his hand, then back at him. Be nice, April.

“Hello, Grant. I’m April,” she said and walked away.

“Wait,” Grant said picking up pace beside her. “That’s a beautiful name, April. Do you mind if I walk with you? Are you here with someone?”

“Yes, I guess you could say that. I’m looking for someone.”

“A boyfriend, a husband…?”

April stopped walking and gave him a sharp look.

Grant laughed and held his hands up in surrender. “I’m sorry. You are absolutely right. That was digging way too much into your business. You just met me. I have no right crossing the line like that.”

April gave him a quizzical look, and continued on her way.

“So, April, can I get a minute of your time? Maybe get you something to eat or a drink perhaps?”

She stopped again and her puzzlement deepened, then her eyes widened as comprehension set in.

“Grant, are you—Are you trying to pick me up?” she asked on a stunned laugh.

Grant’s face reddened at the accusation, but he nodded. “Guilty. Guilty as charged. I just, well, I saw you at the door and I just—” he stammered, then took a slow breath. “You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I had to come over and take a chance.”

His confession took her by surprise, but she was still suspicious of it. Grant didn’t look like a psycho killer, though she had no idea what they really looked like. April a raised brow and looked him over. Even with her four inch heels, she still had to raise her gaze to meet his. Slim, but not at all skinny. Handsome in a preppy, Abercrombie and Fitch kind of way with his soft blue eyes and sandy brown hair, but it was his boyish grin he flashed at her earlier that caught her eye. Grant rocked on his heels as she checked him out. She almost smiled at his nervousness. Her gaze rose to lock on his. The light of intelligence looked back at her and hopefulness, but something else called to her that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Grant cleared his throat bringing April from her detailed scrutiny of him.

“If you’re not interested, I’ll just—“

April held up her hand and chuckled. “Now, wait a minute, Grant. Don’t give up so easily. I mean, you did come all the way over here, in a soft-stalker kind of way.” Her tone was teasing as she gestured to his whole body. “The least I can do is hear you out, right?”