The Millionaire WaltzFreddie pushed the door shut behind him so that it slammed. He shuffled his feet on the floor, slightly chagrined after his experience of the evening. Quietly he sighed deeply, not even announcing his arrival, just entering.The Millionaire Waltz by ajhistoric2
Mary looked up at her former boyfriend, the man who'd stopped just before her chair and murmured a quick "hello". His ebony hair fell down to the shoulders of his red silk jacket, one that Mary swore she could smell the champagne on. A scent that reminded her so much of long nights with expensive drinks and endless kisses, time she'd spent in his arms. And here he was, standing in front of her.
"Are you feeling alright, darling?" the golden-haired young woman asked. Then she remembered where he'd been the whole night. "Did you enjoy the date?"
Freddie read Mary's face like a book for a few seconds, then allowed himself to become vulnerable when he remembered how woebegone he really was. "No," he replied. "That has to have been one of the lousiest dates I've ever ha
Somebody to Love part Two"M-Mary..."Somebody to Love part Two by wifeofthesassmaster
Freddie let his glance fall right back down to those white knee socks. He couldn't stand to look into that piercing blue. His heart leapt as those socks moved closer.
"Freddie..." a soft finger pulled his chin up, "What's wrong?"
"I just... I need to tell you something..."
Mary's hand cupped the small of Freddie's back and led him inside.
Freddie's heart was racing, but he couldn't possibly realise that he was putting the love of his life through just as much agony.
Each memory Freddie could conceive flooded back into him as he lightly sat upon the sofa. Back and forth. The moment they met, the first time that that frigid blue drilled into him as they conjoined their love, the few tiring tours she'd come on... Each movie... Each dinner... Each morning tog-
An ear piercing scream.
"Oh! That's the kettle," Mary's smooth harpsichord of a voice chimed.
Silently, Freddie followed in Mary's wake, unbeknownst to his love.
So serene... In her own world... Yet, so down to Earth... H
Somebody to Love part OneEach morning he got up, he died a little. He couldn't barely stand on his feet. He took a look in one of his many mirrors and cried. Deep, bitter resentment of what he could not change leaked from every orifice on his body.Somebody to Love part One by wifeofthesassmaster
"Why me? Lord, what are you doing to me?" he murmured ruefully only to himself and the photographs on the wall.
A beautiful girl. One in so many thousands. Stylish blonde hair caressing her poise shoulders. Dark eyeliner drawn out at the end. Soft, loving touch. Gentle, caring nature. So many attributes, all dripping with pulchritude, made up the girl he could no longer call his lover.
His black-lacquered finger tips lightly danced along the fragile petals. One line sauntered into one ear and out the other, always turning right back around to remind him why he was in this shoppe.
"A dozen red roses for my darling."
Crisp, cold blue. These were the ones. Just like her eyes. A shudder passed through him as he remembered that icy blue piercing into his liquid brown as
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