He sat in the corner and watched her while he nursed a beer. He pushed his shoulder length jet black hair back from his forehead with his hand. He had...removed his tie early on in the evening and his white shirt sleeves had been rolled up. He wore black pants and a black vest which fit perfectly on his toned body and he could have any woman he wanted on the dance floor, but he saw only one. He leaned forward in his chair and just watched her in her silver shimmering dress that was a short halter. “Just how long have we known each other?”“I dunno off the bat. Maybe 2 or 3 years now…?”“But, it’s important to me th—”I soon swallow and politely interrupt him, “‘That’ what?”“That… That I show you just how much I really do love you. Because I do. You’re everything I wanted in a woman, and these years… Babe,” he begins as he gets up from his seat and walks towards me, “you have no idea how cold it feels to not have you,” he gently strokes my cheek and hold me gingerly by the nape of my neck,. ”;In a Podiatrist’s office: “Time wounds all heels.”;On a Septic Tank Truck: Yesterday’s Meals on WheelsAt an Optometrist’s Office: “If you don’t see what you’re looking for, You’ve come to the right place.”;On a Plumber’s truck : “We repair what your husband fixed.”;On another Plumber’s truck: “Don’t sleep with a drip. Call your plumber.”;At a Tire Shop in Milwaukee : “Invite us to your next blowout.”;On an Electrician’s truck: “Let us remove your shorts.”;In a Non-smoking Area: “If we see. Next to him, Cynara was the complete opposite, all her emotions showing on her face, her eyes quite obviously surveying everyone in the room, lingering a bit to long and with too much blatant appraisal over the spattering of pretty girls in the room. ‘That is Miss Mary Turner,’ Ashton said without even a pause. Though Finley was probably the most proper member of the Stanmore family, which would normally make him the most socially acceptable, Ashton was the one who was deemed by society to be.