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My snippet this week comes from my erotic romance called A Love More Precious Than Diamonds, which I published last year. The story starts in London in 1992, when Danny is a 21 year old student, working in a bar to pay his way through university. One night an older, very glamorous woman comes into the bar
I’m not sure whether I saw Gem first, or if she saw me. At any rate, my eyes were scanning the bar from left to right and she was scanning the bar in the opposite direction when our eyes met. The world stood still for me. There, sitting alone in the bar where I worked, was the most sensational woman I have ever seen, or probably ever likely to see. She sat poised and completely still, her chin slightly raised from her long, elegant neck, her legs elegantly crossed, and her dark brown, sensual eyes looking directly into mine. She had dark brown, shoulder length glossy hair that looked impeccable, as though she had never encountered a gust of wind in her entire life. She was dressed completely in black – a simple, but elegant, fitted silk dress that stopped two inches above the knee, sheer black tights (or stockings maybe, even better!) and black, five-inch heels. She could have been any age from thirty to fifty; it was impossible to tell from this distance. She was heart-stoppingly beautiful, and she was looking at me.
I might have stood there for hours, mesmerised as I was by this vision of beauty and poise, if it hadn’t been for my boss, Jerry, nudging me in the ribs.
Danny was a 21-year-old student when he met Gem in London in 1992. She was the most beautiful, sensuous and sexy woman he had ever met, and she was some years older and married to a wealthy businessman. So why did she pick him from all the men she might have chosen?
Their affair was brief and dramatic, and introduced Danny to sexual passion, the like of which he had never experienced before. It also introduced him to the kind of woman who desired control and discipline in her life. Even though the affair lasted just a few weeks, it changed his life and changed his perception of the type of woman he wanted.
Twenty years later he met a young woman and, for the first time in his life, he fell in love; but fate was not kind, and the events of twenty years earlier came back to haunt him as he realised that he might lose the woman of his dreams. He was powerless to act. He could not rewrite his life history.