Playing Her Game
The first time I saw Brandy was when my fiancee pointed her out at a party. Michelle said, "the girls have warned me about that one... she's the kind that likes to break couples apart." I gave her a once-over: pale skin, short black hair, waiflike... nothing at all like the curvy golden blonde that Michelle was. I looked back at Michelle and shrugged with a half-smile. We didn't speak of her further. The next time I saw her was a couple of weeks later. I was out at a bar shooting pool...