I have no reason for this particular
story but I had posted a picture of Kristen on Facebook from her Elle France
photo shoot and for funzies I asked people to help me start a story. Amanda
then sent me a picture of Rob where he was looking utterly dangerous and sexy.
This story was inspired by what all the ladies and I put in. I want to give a
special shout out to Arc Morpheus, Cejsmom Twifan, Jill Peterson, Amandac3 and
all the rest of the ladies on Facebook that either added to the story or asked
for someone to write something. I really tried to incorporate what everyone
wrote in the post (except the slash piece, I just couldn’t go there… sorry
Miranda Olivier… LOL)... So I hope I did it justice J
Snippet from Chapter 1
Bella hadn’t actually seen the man
that was working on her car as he had come while she was inside, grabbing the
cooler. But when she had come back outside the car was jacked up and a man in a
pair of loose fitting jeans and a holy white t-shirt, practically bare from over
wear, was working diligently to change her tire. Bella had been instantly intrigued
by him and had decided to lay a blanket down and place one of the cushions from
her grandmother’s tattered lounge chairs against the hot metal of the trailer,
just so she could watch. She didn’t know what it was about him but there was some
kind of heat emanating from where he knelt. Maybe her brain was starting to fry
in the ungodly desert air but as she watched his shoulders and the muscles on
his back move effortlessly each time he turned the tire iron, her heart
fluttered and a part, deep inside of her, was awakened. A part she thought
would forever lay dormant.
As he stood up he stretched his arms above his head and arched his back just slightly. This small action caused the back of his shirt to ride up a little, revealing his lower back and what looked like some sort of tribal tattoo that spanned the right side of his lower back, wrapped around his waist and rib cage and rested, she presumed, somewhere on
his abdomen. Bella was unable to take her eyes off of him as he reached into
his back pocket to pull out a pack of cigarettes. He carefully tapped the
bottom of the pack until the desired stick extricated itself. She could see the motion of his
heavy breaths as he leaned his head down to light the cigarette. She found
herself swallowing reflexively as his long fingers placed the pack back into
its rightful place. Bella was unable to focus, she was lost in the way the sun
shone around him, making him seem almost ethereal to her, an enchanted being
sent to earth. She was finding it very difficult to breathe in his
presence and was forced to let out slow and shallow breathes as she watched him
in complete awe. His head tilted ever so slightly to the left as he blew out a
long cloud of smoke into the dry desert air. Bella desperately needed him to
turn around; she didn't want, she needed to see the face that would soon be
starring in her dreams. And as if her prayer had been answered he turned slowly
and as he did so, her mouth parted as air quickly expelled from her lungs. My
God! He's
so… beautiful.
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A/N... I will start posting this story on Friday, July 20th after my second story The Role of a Lifetime is completed. I hope that you will all come along for another roller coaster of a ride, LovinRob style. This story will not be lightweight or fluffy by any means although I am sure I will make you laugh and giggle at some of the wild cast of characters. That desert heat can 'do things' to people...LOL... But, I will also likely break your heart at some point and hopefully make you think as well as swoon.
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