Oh Fuck! It couldn’t have been. Sweat beaded up on his forehead.  Dominic Kain took a deep breath and walked quickly toward the elevator. He had to get the fuck out of there.  He just needed some fresh air and a fucking drink. There was no goddamn way. Everyone has a doppelganger right? He was just tired. This was crazy. What hell was he even doing here? He had been walking through the upper level when her voice floated up and took his breath. Like a moth to a deadly flame he had been drawn to the balcony and there she was. So casually she just walked in as if she wasn’t ripping him apart.  He could feel every move she made. Each breath she took flowed through him. What the fuck?  Had she seen him? What would it matter if she had. She didn’t know him from Adam. Fuck he really was going crazy. But he knew every move by heart. The impatient way she tapped her delicate finger on her overnight bag. The dark waves that caressed her expensive suit. The curve of her legs into those fuck you heels. He choked back the urge to run down the stairs and pull her into his arms. What he needed was a drink. He was not about to accost a complete stranger. But he knew exactly how she would taste and nothing else on earth would do to quench this thirst. He stepped into the elevator,  pushed the button for the fourth floor and closed his eyes.

I’m just a girl who likes to daydream and sometimes I write them down to share. Growing up, the literary world was my safe haven. A wonderful place of fantasy beyond the bounds of reality. As an adult, I put that behind me to practice medicine. My husband and I owned our own practice, had two children and lived a somewhat normal life. Fate, had other plans. In the span of a year we sold our practice, bought a 96 acre farm in the hills of West Virginia and adopted 3 of our patients (ages 1,3,4).  It has been an adventure of ups and downs and learning to laugh at ourselves. Yet, somewhere in the midst of kids, chickens, and toothpaste covered dogs, I began to write again. My late night / early morning escape lets me dream beyond all limits.  I hope that you will enjoy the journey of the story as much as I have writing it.