Hidden desire
Cathy nervously glanced at the man at the end of the bar. He wasn’t looking at her right now, but he had been watching her. He was a mature, good looking man who had an air of self confidence and strength about him. He both fascinated her and scared her a little at the same time. She glanced in his direction a few more times and she knew he was continually checking her out. She watched as he took a drink. It was amber colored in an ice filed glass and Cathy thought it was...
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