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The sultry look she gave him from beneath her mop of jet black hair was a come on like Ross had never known before. A stand alone beauty amongst all other women; she had dusky skin, and soulful eyes, that never diverted their gaze.
She raised the dark eyebrows, and parted her full, pouting lips, uttering one word in a soft tone, yet to Ross it sounded like sweet music.
“Baby.”
This was the only invitation Ross needed. He smiled; and with eyes fixed on hers, sauntered across the room. He slid a gentle arm around her tiny waist, and drew her closer, until their bodies touched.
Weaving the fingers of his other hand through her silky hair, Ross cradled her head in his hand, tilting it back, as he leaned in for a kiss. Lips touching; the tenderness and caring between man and woman was something special.
A gray haired man opened his eyes and smiled at the old lady, who was leaning, handing him a cup of tea.
“I see you're awake now, old man.”
“I was dreaming of our first time together. And how it started with just one look.”
“I love you Ross.”