His own voice, fatuous with the arrogance of age twenty-one echoed manically in his ears, Blondes are a cliché, and I never date clichés. Of course the universe had not finished laughing at him. He stared, the block of ice that had divided him from the world for the last year smashing so suddenly that his nerves felt unsheathed, the air too thin to breathe. Yet he could not look away from her soft, graceful curves arcing down to the generous hips that the Old Masters, so wise, had never tired of painting, the delectable whole dominated by wide blue eyes. When she fell against him for a brief moment, the sun went nova, emptying his skull like an eggshell as his lungs struggled for breath. He couldn’t move a muscle until she snatched her hand away and turned her back. It looked like Dennis was going to be gallant and pull out the end chair for her, but he frowned down at his cane, and JP stepped around him and did it first.
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