In A Moment Of Need (standard:romance, 1868 words)
Author: Rich Eubanks	Added: Sep 22 2005	Views/Reads: 3784/2787	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Sometimes when you least suspect it, and think you least need it, that 'next' love appears.

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partly in her purse, “I meant that you owe me seventy thoughts.” 

“I don't want to ruin your day.” Julie pulled her hand from her purse
but not from under Michael's nice strong hand.  She simply moved her 
own hand from under his and placed it on top of his feeling the soft 
blond hairs that covered it.  “You've been too nice to do that to you.” 


“I don't think there's anything you could say other than go away that
would ruin my day right now.”  Michael removed his hand from under 
Julie's, held it out in a manner for a handshake above the table as he 
finished, “Michael Eugene Edwards.” 

“Julie,” Julie didn't hesitate to allow her hand to return to the warmth
of it's previous contact, “Julie Ann,” she hesitated while deciding on 
how to finish, “well for the time being,” she hesitated again looking 
away for some reassurance, “Simmons.” 

“I'm delighted to meet you,” Michael so slightly tightened his grip on
the soft hand in his, “Julie Ann Simmons.  I take it that Mr. Simmons 
has lost the pleasure of your company.” 

“I don't think,” Julie nodded her head back and forth as she was
speaking, “Mr. Simmons was really ever pleased with my company.  He 
tried to change me from the second we were married.” 

“Well,” Michael hesitated fearing he might seem to be getting too
personal but decided to finish, “why did he want you in the first 
place?” 

“Celebration, security,” Julie tried to think of more words that might
fit then decided to simply explain, “I was his lawyer when he divorced 
his ex wife.  I was available to fill the void that his divorce 
created.  I should have known better.” 

“Julie Ann,” Michael looked at this very pretty young woman across from
him, “just what could he possibly have wanted to change about you?” 

“Well,” Julie grinned bashfully as she realized what she was about to
reveal and even chuckled a little as she finished, “these.”  Julie 
reached with both hands and placed them just under her chest.  “He 
demanded that I get enhancement.” 

“What a loser!”  Michael grinned back at Julie.  “I really don't get it
about men who are so focused on large breasts.  But then, to each his 
own I suppose.” 

“Yes,” Julie leaned forward and now had her hands on top of her shirt
covering her breasts, “but these weren't his own,” she patted them to 
emphasize her remarks, “they're my own and I like them just the way 
they are.” 

“And,” Michael nodded his agreement, “a lot of men would like them just
the way they are as well.” 

“And,” Julie lowered her hands and with her right hand reached over and
placed it on Michael's right hand, “would you be one of those men?” 

“Of course,” Michael smiled mischievously and couldn't resist glancing
again at Julie's chest, “I enjoy each woman for her unique 
individuality.” 

“Aw,” Julie now spoke with the trained confidence of an attorney, “so
politically correct, Michael Eugene Edwards.” 

“Well thank you Julie Ann,” Michael stopped in mid sentence and blushed
slightly before adding, “I'm sorry Julie but I've forgotten your last 
name already.” 

“Well,” Julie grinned and enjoyed the boyish embarrassment on Michael's
face, “I'm trying to as well, so don't worry about it.” 

“Are you going to use your previous name now?”  Michael thought a second
before adding, “How long have you been divorced?” 

“Goodness no,” Julie shook her head then realized that this was as good
an opportunity to be open and complete as any, “in fact my two previous 
names aren't in my list of favorites at all.”  Julie felt relieved to 
have those cards out on the table then realized that she hadn't 
addressed his second question.  “Michael, I just came from the 
courthouse less than an hour ago.” 

“No wonder you looked so depressed.”  Michael let his hand slip out from
under Julie's and placed it gently on top of hers.  “Maybe I shouldn't 
be bothering you now.” 

“No,” Julie was very quick to assure Michael that he wasn't bothering
her at all, “not at all, Michael.  I'm really glad you smiled at me.”  
Julie suddenly thought back to that first smile.  “How did you do that 
anyway?  How did you get me to smile?” 

“It's a knack.”  Michael admitted, “It's something I realized years ago
that I could do.”  Michael considered leaving it at that but since 
Julie was being so open and honest with him he figured he owed her the 
same.  “I guess it's just sort of a hobby of mine.  I enjoy going out 
and finding people who don't look like they could ever smile and seeing 
if I can draw one out of them.  I usually just smile and go on.” 

“Why didn't you simply go on this time?”  Julie spoke very seriously. 

“You were just too beautiful to pass up.”  Michael answered with
complete honesty.  “I don't meet women who I find as attractive as you 
that often.  I wasn't about to regret losing that opportunity late 
tonight and not be able to sleep.” 

“Doesn't it bother you that I'm so lousy at finding love?”  Julie
sounded like she was apologizing to Michael for her failures. 

“You may be lousy at finding the right lovers,” Michael looked deeply
into Julie's brown eyes, “but I suspect that you've yet actually ever 
found love.” 

“You're probably right, Michael.”  Julie looked back into the incredible
blue eyes of this man she'd only met a short time ago.  “I guess I just 
haven't met the man I will really find love with yet.”  As she spoke 
the words she wondered if she would discover that what she'd just said 
would prove out to be incorrect. 

“It's nearly one o'clock,” Michael glanced at his watch and realized
that neither of them had touched the coffee that was now cold, “would 
you like to go someplace nicer for a bite to eat and maybe something 
more stimulating to drink?” 

“I'd enjoy that very much,” Julie didn't hesitate to reply, then after a
second's delay added, “kind sir.” 

“And,” Michael felt he needed to add, “I don't want you to think I'm
trying to take advantage of a Damsel in distress here.” 

“Hey, Michael,” Julie stood up as Michael was doing, “I'm an attorney,
if you recall, and not likely to say you're taking advantage of me.”  
She began walking towards the exit with Michael beside her, leaned into 
him and spoke quietly in his ear.  “And, I just bet Mr. Simmons is out 
celebrating somewhere as we speak.” 

“You know the sun gives new life to everything.”  Michael squinted and
covered his eyes, just as Julie was doing, as they exited the mall into 
the bright sunlight.  “Sometimes a seed can sprout in the most 
unexpected places and grow to be the mightiest of trees.”  Michael 
stopped, took Julie by the hand and pulled her to him.  The shade from 
each other allowed them to shield their eyes from the sun and look 
deeply into each other's being.  Michael, feeling no resistance, pulled 
Julie even closer and bent down to allow his lips to touch her 
tentatively. Julie got up on tiptoes and met Michael's lips and 
returned the kiss to insure him that it had been more than wanted. 

“Well,” Julie spoke sweetly when their lips finally parted and they
allowed their bodies to separate as well, “we have lots of time to see 
it grow, don't we?” 


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