Free A Moment Like This by Leen Elle Page A

with that? Am I not allowed to be attractive now too?"
    "You know that is not what I mean. Please just be careful. I'm a guy too. I know what he's thinking."
    "Then I guess I know what you're thinking too," she bristled. Colin opened his mouth to respond. But before words passed his lips she bowed her head and rested it against her fist. "I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. I know you're not like Ai…that."
    Colin fidgeted as he stared at the top of her head. She was a very attractive woman and he was only human. Shaking his head slightly he came back to the conversation. She was looking at him with plaintive eyes begging forgiveness.
    "I stepped out of line with the comment," he assured her, "I said I was going to step back and let him see him with your own eyes and I interfered."
    "You do it because you care," she said staring down at the remnant of her coffee with a small smile, "I can understand. I'm not sure I could be so patient if there was a girl with questionable intentions pursuing you."
    "Would you be jealous?" he teased without thinking. When she didn't reply immediately he felt his cheeks flush ever so slightly.
    "I can't say," she dodged, "you never really know until you're in the situation."
    It was as obvious as a candle in the dark she was avoiding the question but in his discomfort he let it slip away. It would have been an entangling trap to hear her reply.
    Promise donned her attire carefully, taking great pains with the application of her makeup and choice of dress. Discarded outfits littered her tiny apartment. Powders of earthen hues dusted her bathroom floor where her eye shadow had fallen. Staring intently in the mirror she traced the edges of her lips with liquid color. After stepping back and observing her person she frowned but gathered her things and hurried over her home's threshold. She was late.
    She spotted his casually clothed back through the storefront glass and hurried towards his pleasing persona. In her haste she caught her heel on a grasping a tree nearby she gasped and took inventory of her extremities. She had been startled by the jarring but thankfully not bruised or broken anything but her ego.
    Readjusting her skirt she pushed her hand against the glassed entrance. As she watched a young woman looking vaguely familiar to her sashayed over to where Aidan sat and slid in comfortably across from him. Placing her hand upon his she began talking in low tones, her eyes flirting as she ran her fingers across the back surface of his hand. Promise held her breath unable to remove her eyes from the blurring figures. She must be his sister. Yes that was why she looked familiar but there was no resemblance between the two is face or posture.
    Spellbound by what she was witnessing she failed to notice the woman's eyes falling on her. Her lips twitched in annoyance and when Aidan went to turn about she set to her characteristic theatrics.
    Promise slipped away as the curtain was rising unwilling to see the final act. It would only end as it had before. It would only end in tears.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
    After not hearing from Selah several days he sought to initiate conversation. Boosting up his computer he logged on IM and typed up a wary yet nosey email.
    So how'd it go? Even if it went badly I hope you remained unhurt. You can tell me anything good, bad, and ugly. I'm here for you, Heaven.
    Tears dripped from the heartbroken email he received. He pushed back from his keyboard and paced about the room. She was so scared but she wasn't coming to him. She was coming to Eden, some stranger she didn't know she knew. What was there about Eden that Michael didn't have?
    He should tell her. His mind screamed he should tell her. Neither of them was benefiting from this charade anymore. She needed someone there. Furthermore, it was breaking him watching her suffer from such a close distance. When he sat back down at his computer a giddy ding greeted him and he shifted her head