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They slept by the brook that night and near dawn, Mandia’s mother woke her. “We need to bathe. Must keep clean so we don’t get sick. We bathe by the last of the starlight.”


“Where are we going, Mother?” Mandia had learned long ago to only speak to her mother when being spoken to. It was a Crona tradition that daughters respect their mothers above all else. It was a way of give homage to the goddesses. But she was scared and needed to know something, anything.


“I know of a place. In Lenn. I know Lenn is responsible for the king’s death and the destruction of our whole society, but there is a haven there. It is hidden, but I have been given instructions. Trust me, lovely daughter. Now UnCloth so we can bathe.”


They stripped off their clothes. Mandia was glad to have the scarf off her chest and took a deep breath before slipping into the cool brook waters. She untied the greasy knots from her locks and used the soap her mother gave her to rinse all over her skin and hair. It felt wonderful and she spread out in the water and closed her eyes.


She felt a hand grab her wrist. “Got you, you sneaky little girl.”


She opened her eyes in terror. A man stood above her, holding her arm now, and grabbing at her hips with his other hand. She looked over his shoulder and saw her mother being dragged out of the water by another man with his hand over her mouth.


Mandia fought her captor, but to no avail. He pulled her from the brook and laid her flat on her belly, tying her hands behind her back. She saw the other man doing the same to her mother.


The man with her mother said, “Throw them in the cage with a blanket over them. Gag them. Do not dare touch them or I’ll kill you. This young one will get a very nice price.”


Mandia still struggled as the man who caught her picked her up and loaded her twisting, naked body into a wooden cage. Her mother was put in after her. The men gagged them with foul-tasting rags.


“Make a sound and you’re both dead, slowly dead.” They threw a blanket over them and Mandia felt the cage being lifted onto a cart.


The men must have been some of the bandits they’d run into on the deer path. Her mother’s disguises hadn’t been good enough. Why didn’t they hear them coming? Had they come in the night? Who were these men? Who were they going to sell them to? And worse, what for?




They were only ungagged to be fed, and only at night. Her mother whispered warm words of comfort, but her eyes betrayed her fear. Mandia was not shy about her unclothedness, but she was cold. The blanket over then was nothing more than a wool tarp and a chill ate at Mandia at all times.


How many days passed this way? Mandia was more afraid for her mother than herself. The woman looked weaker every time they were fed. Most likely, she would become a slave and Mandia would become a man's plaything. She could find an escape, she had to. She knew she was clever, but if they were parted, she would never give up looking for her mother.


It was late afternoon the first time the bandits stopped and lifted the tarp by daylight. Two men stood before them.


They had long, curly brown hair and gleaming green eyes.


One bandit said, "Look at their golden hair."


One of the Farnans said, "They are dirty and underfed. How do you treat your slaves?"


The other bandit said, "Do you want them or not? The young one is beautiful enough to be a concubine for a soldier. Look at her eyes and breasts."


The same Farnan spoke again. "Wash them and bring them back here tomorrow. And for Goddess's sake, dress them." His accent was thick, but Mandia understood every word.


The next day, Mandia and her mother walked, wrists tied, through a chilly forest. The landscape was so foreign to Mandia, who was used to the sea. The Farnans looked long upon them, and one nodded his curly-haired head.


"You have done well. Seventy ginns, no more."


"Surely we deserve more. We bought them new dresses. You must at least pay for the dresses."


"Seventy-five. Do we have a deal?"


Mandia and her mother were handed over to the Farnans. The bandits took their ginn and left without looking back.


The leader of the group said, "You are from Crona. Only those with hair and accents like yours are from so far west."


Mandia looked at her mother. Could she do any talking yet?


Her mother said, "We are simple women of Crona, yes."


"Crona has killed Farnan soldiers," said the leader.


Her mother said, "I know nothing of it."


"You look alike," he said. "Are you related?"


Her mother said, "She is my daughter. Her father is dead. Take me, not her. She is spoiled. I am mature and know how to please a man. I will make it worth your loss. I can prove to you what I say."


The Farnan looked her over with a slight smile. "Tempting, but the thieves were right. Your daughter will be a fine concubine for a soldier. We will make six times the ginn on her than we paid."




Three weeks later, after riding in a caravan of Farnans and horses, Mandia was growing stronger as her mother weakened even more. The Farnans surprisingly treated the two women much better than the bandits had. They never looked upon them with lust or disgust, but rather treated them as valuables not to be tampered with. They were fed meat and bread and corn, drank juices and water. Mandia whispered to her mother often, asking if she was alright, and her mother always said, "I am so sorry. I thought we could escape. This is all my fault."


Mandia would reply, "We are in this together, and nothing can stop us. We'll escape."


But they were heavily guarded and no escape presented itself.


They arrived in Farna four weeks after the exchange with the bandits. The land had gone from forest to jungle, and the city of Farna wove out before them in white buildings covered in lush green vines. The buildings were dome-shaped and brown bricks lined the curving roads. Everything looked so pristine, not at all what Mandia expected from the vicious Farnans.


Once inside the city, the two women were led to a large bathhouse, washed, and dressed. Mandia's mother was clothed in a dark brown gown, and sandals were placed on her feet by silent women with long, dark curly hair and green eyes. Mandia tried to ask them questions, but they did not understand her language.


Mandia was dressed quite differently. The adorned her in a velvety deep red, low cut dress with a slit up the side of her right leg. Her hips were emphasized with a satin wrap that fell over her left side. Her long, blonde hair was let loose and washed four times with sweet-smelling soaps until it shined like the sun itself. She had never looked so beautiful, she thought as she looked in the mirror as the Farnan women finished dressing her.


She was to be sold for a high price, after all.


There still had to be a way to escape, before she was separated from her mother.


But Mandia realized as they finished dressing her, it was too late. They led her mother away from her at once, and her mother wailed. "Take me! Let her go, take me!"


Mandia stayed strong for her mother, but she felt tears prick behind her lids. She called out, "I'll find you, Mother, I'll find you!"


Mandia was led to a large room filled with soldiers. Stairs flowed up into a balcony. The white walls seemed to suffocate her.

Mandia was lined up with seven other women, all dressed as she was. Skin powdered and hair shined, dresses showed skin and accented bodily features.


A group of Farnan soldiers stood before them, examining them. None of them laid a finger on the women, they just looked. The Farnan women who had dressed Mandia were to be the sellers. How could women do this to their own kind, Mandia wondered.


All of the soldiers pondered over her and her golden hair. They acted as though they'd never seen a blonde. One man reached up to touch her hair, but a Farnan seller woman slapped his hand down and said something.


He chuckled and reached in his pack, pulling out a large amount of gold coins.


The woman shook her head.


Another man who had been admiring Mandia took out more gold coins than the first, and still the woman shook her head. A third man brought out bag so full of gold coins that the threads of the bag strained.


The woman's eyebrow lifted.


A man's voice called from the balcony above. Mandia looked up and saw him. He had curly brown hair falling over his cheekbones, green flashing eyes, and daggers at his hips.


Everyone fell silent. Why, Mandia wondered, had this man stopped everything? She sensed he commanded some sort of high respect from the men and women in the room. Even the other concubine women were still, as though something dreadful had happened.


The man was about her age, from what she could tell. The other soldiers were older than her by ten years, at least. Why did such a young Farnan soldier garner this reaction?


He walked down the stairs slowly, cat-like. His footfalls made no sounds. He came up to Mandia and stared into her blue eyes. His own eyes had no flecks of gold or brown, just emerald green. His lips parted, moist and full. He was a handsome man, but Mandia felt afraid of him. Was it because of the stillness in the room?


Without taking his eyes off hers, he said something to the seller woman. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a diamond necklace that had to be more valuable than Mandia's home.


The seller woman snatched it up and said something with a wide grin. The other men shuffled away, glancing back at Mandia with lustful longing.


The man who had bought her with such great wealth took a red ribbon from the seller woman. He walked to Mandia's side, where her leg stood exposed, and gently tugged her hair. She realized he was braiding the red ribbon into a thread of her hair. Was this some sign that she was his? That she was now officially a Farnan soldier's concubine?


He said in her language, "Come with me. I am taking you home now. You live with me."


She hid her shaking hands behind her back and followed him, eying the daggers at his hips.


The man walked with a straight back, yet somehow prowled at the same time. He led her through the streets and almost everyone turned to stare at them. She heard whispering. Surely this couldn't be so uncommon as to draw this much attention. Who was this mysterious man? He only stopped once to speak in Farnan to a shopkeeper, then they continued through the city.


They stopped at a silver-lined wooden door of a large, dome-shaped white house. He opened the door and gestured for her to go inside. Now that she was there, she was terrified of what he was going to do to her behind that door. She had never been so much as kissed by a man, or even had her hand held. Her father had said she was to be sheltered until she was of marriageable age, then she would accept suitors in a respectable manner with her mother always at her side until the wedding night.


She was to be queen of Crona, after all. But Crona was no more, her father was dead, and her mother was a slave. Reality was hitting her.


What would this man, this gorgeous, yet obviously dangerous, young man going to do with her?


He touched her back. She flinched. "Go on in."


Her legs shook as she crossed the threshold. He closed the door behind them.

"Have a seat." His Crona language was near-flawless. This man had traveled a good bit in his life.

The room was full of stark furniture, none of which looked comfortable. She obediently sat on a hard, wooden chair, unable to hide her shaking now.

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CHAPTER 3

THE THEATER

The guy sitting behind the desk was about as townie as it came in this city. He was tall and lanky. No, he was more like skinny or even scrawny. Jack was sure the guy had never heard of a gym before. He had tattoos running up and down his arms and peeking out from beneath his perfectly rumpled ironic T-shirt. Jack liked to keep his hair long enough to fall into his eyes, but this guy's hair was just too long and stringy. Hygiene was lacking all around.
ID? The guy thrust out his hand while looking at Jack in disdain.

At least the feeling was mutual.

Jack handed him his fake ID, which was a duplicate of a friend of his. He didn’t think it looked much like him, but in Athens, it didn't matter. If it said he was twenty-one, and it wasn't just a flimsy piece of paper, then no one gave a shit.
Great, the guy said. He barely glanced at it before handing it back to Jack. He placed a giant black turtle stamp on Jack's hand and let him pass.

Jack pulled open the door to the Theatre and walked into the music venue. The room was cool as if to make up for the Georgia heat, and he was glad he had worn his dark jeans and black button-up with the sleeves rolled to three-quarter length. His trusty navy Chuck Taylo's were on his feet.

His roommates, Seth, Luke, and Michael, had come with him to the show. The conversation to get all his roommates to come out with him had been about as embarrassing as Seth could manage, and he had a talent in such things. His friends, Clark and Hunter, had been over to witness the spectacle, too. None of them liked Danielle, and they were more than happy to help Jack find someone else, so he would grow some balls and dump her. Clark was the only one who had been hesitant, but peer pressure had won him over in the end. Clark and Hunter were going to meet them out for drinks later since they had an intramural soccer game.

So, which one is she? Seth asked as he walked in behind Jack.

Jack made a quick sweep of the room. I don't see her, he said.

He had only been here a handful of times to see some pretty popular bands or to catch a couple local bands that had a strong following in Athens. Last October, he and all the guys had come here for a Halloween blowout full of angels, devils, cowgirls, and every other variety of slutty costume imaginable. People were crushed wall-to-wall while a DJ blared club music. This was nothing like that. The venue was actually quite sad on a weekday.

About two-dozen people were standing in the center of the room, bobbing up and down to the college rap music some guy was spitting into the microphone. A handful of townies sat around the perimeter of the room on cheap couches and bar stools, drinking PBR, and ignoring the music.

And then, there she was. She was wearing a short black dress and heels that accentuated her toned legs and butt. Jack had only ever seen her in the outfits she wore to study in at the coffee shop, which usually consisted of a loose T-shirt and jeans. She had gone from hot to off the charts in that dress.
That one, Jack said, gesturing to the girl.

And she's not even blonde, Seth said elbowing Jack in the side.

Ha-ha, he responded dryly.

I'd Bleep her, Seth said with a shrug.

You'd Bleep anything.

Yeah. Anything that hot.

That's the girl with the big tits. Jack pointed out the girl who was jamming out to the music at the front of the stage.

She's actually into this music? Seth looked contemptuous about the girl's lack of taste. I'm going to pass. If Chasity is working at Chamber, I'll see if she'll give me a Mouth Action in the bathroom.

Good luck with that.

Anyway, go talk to your girl. I'll take the guys to the bar. Seth walked away with the rest of their entourage, leaving Jack alone to determine his course of action.

She was here, swinging her hips side to side as if in invitation. Her lips were moving along with the music, and he could see the shine of that damn pink lip gloss teasing him from a distance. He had come to the show with the intention of meeting that girl. He was too committed to back out now.

Taking a deep breath, Jack walked across the empty room and stood next to the girl. She was so enthralled with the music that she didn’t even notice him. Her eyes were glued to the duet on stage, and she was yelling out all the words she knew.

You're not bad. Maybe you should show them how it's done, Jack said, leaning over to her.

When she giggled, her curls bounced all around her face. One strand was stuck to her pink lip gloss, and he had to fight back the urge to brush it away. What had gotten into him?

The girl turned toward him, and the look of shock on her face was about as obvious as her friend's flirtation had been earlier that day. She tried to recover, and damn, was it cute to watch her try.

You think so?

Honestly, no, Jack teased.

She was good, but he kind of liked to see her all flustered.

Well, thanks. I'm very offended right now.

Her hand fell to her heart as if she was wounded, and Jack took the opportunity to let his eyes drop to her chest. Yeah, she had a pretty nice rack.

So...do I know you or do you always just insult people when you first meet them? she asked.

He snapped his eyes back to her face. He could drown in those dark eyes.

She was so tiny that he had to bend down to avoid yelling over the music. He cleared his throat softly before he responded. “I think you study at the coffee shop where I work.

He breathed the smell of her in. How did girls always smell so good? He didn't even know how to describe it, except that it could have been edible.

I think you might be right. She shot him a smile that could kill.

She removed the tiny piece of hair still stuck to her pink lip gloss and then tucked the loose strand behind her ear. They never broke eye contact, and he wondered if she knew what she was doing to him.

Are you much into college boy rap? she asked abruptly.

He laughed at the turn in conversation. No, not really, but this guy's not bad. Is he a friend of yours?

Yeah, he lives in my dorm.

So, she was a freshman. He wouldn't have guessed that. Something about her confidence and the sexuality she exuded had made him think that she was his age or older, not that he minded the age difference in the slightest.
Nice. Those guys over there.Jack pointed at the bar where his roommates were sitting. “They lived on my hall last year in the dorms. Which one are you in?

U'm...Russell.

That's where we were. Fifth floor east. You?

Five north, she told him.

Bleep. If she were a year older, they would have lived on the same floor together.

“Small world.”

“Yeah, it is,” she said, tucking another lock of hair behind her ear. “How exactly did you hear about the band? I mean, if you don’t really listen to the music.”

Jack reached into his back pocket and pulled out the folded piece of paper. “I believe a friend of yours gave this to me. He pointed the girl out in the crowd.

Her eyes were brimming with happiness as she became all giggly. Well, yeah, that's Olivia for you, she said, shrugging. Oh, I'm Lexi, by the way.She extended her hand to him.

Lexi...hmm...I like that, he said, taking her outstretched hand firmly in his. Jack. It's nice to meet you.

Jack let the silence stretch between them as all hope of conversation died with the increasing volume of the hip-hop beats. When the duo's set ended, everyone started to leave the venue. Lexi filed out of the room with the rest of her friends, and he followed. He caught Seth’s eye and nodded his head toward the door.

They made it outside and past the townie that had stamped his hand. As Lexi's friends all turned and started walking to the backstage door, she stood with Jack off to the side and waited. His friends stood on the sidewalk a short distance away.

Now, he had to figure out what the Bleep he was going to do. The show was over. He knew her name. Wasn't that all he had come for?

Her friend, Olivia, exited last. She was swaying on her feet, humming loudly to herself. Hey, sweetie. She kissed Lexi on the cheek, and without another word, she stumbled along after the rest of the group.

I guess she's a bit drunk, Lexi said to him.

A bit? he questioned with a smirk. Hold on one second. Jack walked over to his friends standing in a clump on the sidewalk. “Hey guys, I'll meet you at Chamber. I think Chasity said she was working.

Seth winked at him, and the other guys chuckled like they thought he might bang the girl right then and there. They departed down the street, happily leaving him alone with Lexi.

When he turned back to Lexi, she was glancing around the corner toward her friends. I'm not sure what my friends are doing. But by the look of things, I'm going to have to carry half of them home.

Even in her high heels she was more than a handsbreadth shorter than him. It would have been interesting to see her try.

I should go catch up with them before they get into any trouble.

He didn't know if she was actually interested and playing it off or if she was just ready to be rid of him.

My friends are probably lost without me, too, Jack said. It surprised him that he wasn't ready for her to leave.

Are you working tomorrow?she asked.

Are you studying tomorrow?

Yeah.

Then, I should be there.

Guess I’ll see you there.

Sounds good, he said, knowing she was going to leave and he wouldn't see her again until the next time he worked.

She turned and started down the alley.

He should let her leave. He should. Honestly, he really, really should.

What good could come from him stopping her? He had a girlfriend back at home. Sure, he could become friends with Lexi. She could hang out with Seth and the guys. Maybe even meet Danielle sometime. That might be feasible maybe.

He knew that letting her go was the smart thing to do. If he wanted anything from this, then he needed to be smart about it. Leave her alone…watch her walk away…figure things out with Danielle

That was what he should have done.

But he couldn't.

They got along, and they had some kind of connection. He would be an idiot to not do anything about it. Even if absolutely nothing came from it and they just became friends that would be okay with him. Her leaving without him knowing if he would ever see her again…that wasn't okay with him. He couldn’t see that ever being okay with him.

Lexi Jack called, jogging down the street to catch up with her.

She turned to face him, those big brown eyes swallowing him whole. He had to see her again.

I know you have to study tomorrow, but what are you doing Friday?

She didn't respond right away, as she seemed to be thinking about her schedule. He waited impatiently, wondering what she could be doing.

I don't have any plans, she finally responded.

Jack blew out a breath. Good. “Do you want to hang out?

Lexi nodded. I thought you'd never ask.

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Mandia held her father’s hand as he condemned the Farna soldiers in front of them. Mandia’s father spoke softly for a king, saying, “Farna destroys everything in its path, takes over countries, forces women and children in ways unspeakable. Your tactics are known, even here in the West. You are all condemned to die by hanging in the morning.”


But there was a small boy among them, and Mandia couldn’t see how her father would even consider taking this one to his death. She tugged his hand. “Father, but the child…”


He glanced down at her and squeezed her hand. “He will grow into a monster.”


“But he could be my friend. He could be a neighbor.”


“He dies. You’ll understand when you are older, Mandia.”


Mandia let go of her father’s hand and walked to the boy. He had his head down, shaggy, dark hair covering his face. He didn’t shake or show fear. She sensed shame. Shame at what, she wondered.


“I don’t want you to die,” she whispered to him.


He lifted his green eyes to hers. He spoke in another language, then bowed his head again.


Mandia turned and begged, “Please, Father, don’t kill him, please. For me.”


“Mandia, go back home. I brought you here to see what your enemies look like, their curly hair and green, glowing eyes. Like wild cats they are, and as viscous as wild beasts. I educate you. Now go.” He still spoke softly.


Mandia left in tears.




Eight years passed since the Farna soldiers had been hung. Her father had not let her watch that day, but she knew it happened.


Mandia was now eighteen, with hips her mother said would pop out babies in a matter of minutes and a bust that balanced them well. It wasn’t fashionable to be so curvy, but being a princess was. Still, Mandia would have had her share of male companions had the war not been raging for two years. Her home city of Crona was at the edge of the sea, and the war between her homeland and the kingdom of Lenn to the south was encroaching on Crona. Lenn’s King Herean was deadly, bloodthirsty and terrifying the whole county, taking every society down in his vicious path. Any day, the city would be filled with sword fighting and pillaging. Her father had died on the battlefield a year ago, and Crona was falling apart without his wise leadership.


Mandia was afraid. She twisted her straight, blond hair into knots and let the ends fray, not wanting to appear in any way attractive to the Lenn fighters who would most likely capture their city of Crona by the end of the week.


It seemed like the city should be in madness. But it was quiet. Nobody left their houses. Most soldiers were dead; they had been protecting outlying posts of the kingdom. Lenn’s takeover was going to happen and there was nothing anyone could do, so they all stayed silent and prayed to the goddesses of the sky and light to make their deaths swift and to carry them into the clouds to rest for eternity.


The men would be killed straight away.


The women’s fates would be worse.




The fires could be seen to the south. Lenn was coming for Crona. Mandia hid in her bed, scared, but assured something would happen, anything would happen to prevent the end so many were frightened of.


A knock on her door.


“Mandia,” whispered her mother. She opened the door and came in. She was carrying a blue cloth bag and wearing men's clothes. Her own blond hair was tucked into a baggy cap. In her other hand she carried clothes.


“Mother, what are you doing?”


“We’re leaving. Tonight. I will not let them hurt you. Or me. Put on these clothes.”


Mandia got out of bed and took the clothing. They were Crona men’s clothes, brown pants made from cotton and a black, slip-over dock worker’s shirt.


“And a hat to cover your hair,” her mother added, handing it to her. Mandia pushed her knotted hair into the hat and put on the clothes.


“Don’t be scared,” her mother said. “I know a safe place we can go. Speak to no one. Let me do all the talking. You are my son now. You hear me?” She looked over Mandia. “Those breasts. We have to do something about them. Take off your shirt.”


Mandia did. Her mother took a scarf from Mandia’s dresser and wrapped her breasts tightly against her body so she could hardly breathe.


“You just had to get your grandmother’s form. Come now, we go out the servant’s door.”



They traveled for three nights, sleeping in the day. Mandia tried to forget the sounds of the screams from Crona in the distance that first day, the smells of the burning city, and her heart wept for all her people’s terrible fates. What would her own be?


On the fourth day, they travelled all day, too, and Mandia and her mother reached a brook in the forest. They had been following a deer path, and her mother hadn’t explained why she knew the way. They had run into a couple of bandits along the path, but not much was said. Her mother used a gruff, low voice and spoke with a Lenn accent. The bandits showed no interest in Mandia.


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CHAPTER 2

THAT GIRL

You want us to go to what? Seth asked, leaning back in the dingy brown recliner and reaching out for his beer.

There's a concert at the Theater tonight.Jack ran his hand back through his dark hair as he waited for some smartass comment from his best friend. He knew it was coming.

Dude, no one goes to the Theatre in the middle of the week unless they're chasing townie pussy. I don't recommend it, Seth said, wrinkling his nose.

You're such an asshole.Jack shook his head and plopped down on the couch. “You know that, right?

That's why the ladies love me. Seth raised his eyebrows suggestively.

You're delusional.

Seth chugged the rest of his beer, set the empty aluminum can on the table, and belched. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled at Jack.

Seriously, how do the girls resist you?Jack asked sarcastically.

Can't keep them off me.

Jack hated to admit how true that was. His friend had the weirdest game Jack had ever seen. It was like the less Seth tried, the more girls threw themselves at him. Since they had started college together, Jack couldn't remember a single time when Seth didn’t have at least two or three girls around the apartment, vying for his attention.

So, why do you really want to go to the Theatre? Seth asked, returning his attention to the football game on the screen.

Jack was silent for a minute. It wasn't that he couldn't tell Seth about the hot girl he had seen at work. He had told Seth about hundreds of hot girls he'd met while working. He didn't know why he wanted to hide it, especially after just asking Seth to go to the concert with him. It just something about this felt different. Why was he making a big deal out of this? After all, it was just a girl, and it was just a concert.

I was invited. Jack took out the purple piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it before handing it to Seth.

He looked at it briefly and scoffed. DJ-rap duo Nick and Neal? Dude, are you serious right now?

“What the Bleep else do you have better to do besides work on finishing off that case of beer?

Anything sounds better. I don't have time for wannabe rappers when I have free booze sitting at home.

If it's any consolation, a blonde with huge tits gave this to me, Jack said.

Seth's ears perked up. Now I'm listening.

Jack chuckled to himself and grabbed the paper. She and her friend are going to the show, and she gave me the paper while leaning against the counter and showed me her nipples.

Seth walked into the kitchen and grabbed another beer. “Wait, are you into her? Because you know how I love girls who show off their nipples in the middle of the day Seth called out.

She's all yours, Jack offered. He hoped he sounded generous and not just like he was giving in too easily.

Seth crashed back into the recliner, tossed Jack a beer, which was caught in midair with one hand, and then he popped open his own.

So, it's the other girl then, Seth said intuitively.

Damn! Seth knew him too well. Even when he tried, Jack couldn't hide anything from Seth. That was the problem with staying friends with people Jack had known all his life. Sometimes, he thought Seth knew him better than he knew himself.

I mean, she's hot, he said casually.

Seth stopped mid-drink and set his beer down. Whoa.

What?

I don't know, dude, he said, staring at Jack. First, you hesitated, which means she drew your attention. Most girls really don't for some reason. Second, you answered me like you didn't care, which immediately makes me think you do. So, who is this chick?

Jack shrugged and turned away. Just a girl who comes into the coffee house. I don't know her name or anything.
Dude, you've got it bad.

Bleep off. You don’t know what you're talking about, Jack said gruffly.

Remember when you first started dating Danielle, and I told you it was a terrible fucking idea?

Jack slung his arm across the back of the sofa and threw his head into the cushion. He knew where this was going.

Well, it was a terrible fucking idea. She's a fucking doormat. I mean, I didn't blame you for getting laid all the time in high school, but now, you can get way better ass than that, man,Seth said. He shook his head like he couldn't believe that Jack was still with Danielle.

Whatever.

Great comeback.

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CHAPTER 1

CORNER CAFE

Jack sat in the coffee shop, drumming his fingers against the counter. His coffee rested half-empty next to him, a vestige of the mad after-class rush that wore on his nerves.

He was thankful for the reprieve, so he could chill and listen to the underground Seattle rock music he favored. There was a pretty new band that he liked even if they were small and local and no one else had heard of them before. Maybe one day, they would get picked up and be popular, but he kind of hoped not. He'd prefer to keep their sound original and not have them sell out

He was just ready to get off work. He had a few more hours left to deal with customers, and then he was planning to grab a beer and watch last weekend's college football games with Seth. He had some intro accounting homework to wrestle with, but after the day he had, that was the last thing on his mind.

Large coffee, please,someone said, breaking him out of his thoughts.

Yeah, coming right up, he said, turning around to complete the order. Cream or sugar?

No, thank you,she said, her voice tentative.

Jack glanced over his shoulder, a smirk crossing his face. He quickly tried to school his features into order as he turned around. It was that girl again. Almost every day he'd worked recently, she had been here, studying at a table adjacent to the counter.

He didn't know who she was. It didn't seem right to ask while he was working, and he hadn't found a way to bring it up during the short conversations they had when she ordered her coffee ”always a large, always black. She might actually drink more coffee than him, which was a feat, considering he worked here.

Here you go, Jack said, setting the steaming cup on the counter.

The girl was wearing soft pink lip gloss, accentuating her full lips, as she smiled up at him beneath thick black lashes. Under those lashes were deep, dark chocolate brown eyes as big as saucers that made him feel like he was sinking through quicksand. Her curly brown hair cascaded out around her shoulders and over the curves of her breasts, giving her a wild look.

He felt his cock twitch and leaned forward on the counter. He sure as hell didn't want anyone to notice his reaction. Christ, he was at work!

Thanks, she said, handing him her credit card.

He promptly swiped it and handed it back to her along with a receipt.

She smiled up at him once more, a big grin showing all her teeth, like she had remembered her confidence after all. She quickly turned around and headed to her table where she immediately removed stacks and stacks of papers.

Blowing out a breath, Jack straightened and adjusted himself. Maybe he shouldn't get her name.

He fished his phone out of his pocket and hid it behind the register. His manager didn't like employees to be on their phones, but she wasn't in today. If he didn't have any customers, then he didn't see why it was a big deal.

He sighed when he saw that he had missed a text message from his girlfriend, Danielle.

Hey! Really missing you right now. Ugh, I wish I would have transferred in, but now, it's too late

Ugh was right. He was really glad she hadn't transferred.

Since school had started a couple weeks ago, Danielle was hovering even more than normal. Somehow, they had survived freshman year with her attending community college in Savannah while he was in Athens. He knew he had kind of been an ass to her lately, but they had been dating forever, so Danielle was used to it.

Then came the summer. This summer had been brutal. He wasn't used to her being around all the time anymore. He wasn't used to her being in his space, taking up all his time, and forcing herself into everything he did. He had just forgotten what it was like to have a girlfriend around.

Seth had made fun of him all summer about it. Seth's affectionate term for him was pussy-whipped. He could take Seth's jokes when they were alone, but when Seth would say it around Danielle, Jack would get in a few good punches. Danielle thought it was cute and funny, and Jack thought it sounded like a slow, painful death.

After a summer of agonizing torture, he had really thought it was over. He couldn't take it anymore. Two weeks before school started, he had tried to break up with her, but she had looked at him with her coy smile and determined gaze right before she dropped down to her knees. How could he even argue with that?

Since then, that had pretty much been the staple of their relationship”Jack thinking he wanted to break up with her, and Danielle convincing him rather thoroughly that he didn't.

Still, he had moved back to Athens with Seth the first weekend he could. He was ready to have his own life back. Yeah, he probably should have manned up and just told her to Bleep off, but it wasn't like he was getting it from anywhere else right now. Plus, he had the benefit of being four hours away from her. Maybe he would do it over fall break or sometime when he knew he wouldn't be going home for a long time.

He ignored the message from Danielle. He might call her later or something”if he remembered.

As Jack rang up the next customer, he found his eyes drifting to that girl again. She had a friend with her, which was new. With a bleached out pixie cut and tight-ass pants, she was cute, but not hot like her friend. The new girl kept looking up in his direction, her breasts falling out of her low-cut top. Jack quickly turned away, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention, but he could still feel her eyes on him.

His phone beeped again, and he groaned, wondering when the messages would ever stop.

Can we Skype tonight? I'm really missing you.

Oh, how the wink face wasn't necessary.

You busy there? someone chirped happily.

Jack hastily put his phone away and stared up at the blonde girl with the big tits. Seriously, if her shirt were any lower, he would be able to see her nipples. Did she expect him to look at her face?

How can I help you? Jack asked.

The girl leaned forward on the counter as if he couldn't already see straight down her shirt.

I'd like a caramel macchiato with a double shot of espresso and lots of whipped cream, she said in a seductive tone.

“Sure thing, Jack replied, turning away from the overly flirtatious girl to make her drink.

what are you doing tonight? the girl asked.

Jack sighed. In a way, he had expected it. Before this job, he hadn't known girls could actually be assertive enough to ask him out point-blank like that. He had always been polite about it, but they had never been his type, not that he really had a type. Blonde, blue eyes, nice ass, put together”that was Danielle. He didn't know if it was a type, but none of the girls who had approached him were ever it.

Ah, you know, just hanging out with friends, Jack said with a shrug, trying for nonchalance.

He placed the drink on the counter in front of her as she slid a purple slip of paper toward him.

Do you see my friend over there?she asked, nodding her head in the girl's direction.

Jack glanced over at the girl. Her head was buried in her books like she might never look up again. She was chewing on her bottom lip and pushing a lock of hair behind her ear reflexively before it fell back into her face again.

She's coming to this concert tonight.The blonde pushed the paper into his hands.

Glancing down at it, Jack saw that it was an advertisement for a show at the Theater. He had never heard of the group, but they were described as an original DJ-rap duo. Not really his thing.

And? He was waiting for the kicker.

You should be there,the girl said, raising her eyebrows.

He folded the paper. “I’ll think about it.

If you're smart, you'll show. She straightened abruptly and took her drink. Thanks for the coffee.The girl winked at him before she departed.

That hadn't gone as expected. Jack was surprised that he had been wrong. Nonetheless, he was glad he didn't have to turn the blonde girl down. It tended to hurt business.

Jack's eyes fell to the purple flyer in his hand. He knew he was a sucker for even contemplating the possibility of meeting her. Really, what could he accomplish by following those big brown eyes anywhere? He had been dating Danielle for three years now, and though he kept saying he was going to break up with her, he didn't really even believe himself.

He took one last look at the girl seated at the table across from him. When he stared her, he felt that same stirring in his body that he'd had when she had been at the counter. He didn't know what it was. She was hot, but it was more than that. It was just something about her.

Bleep. He was going to that concert

To be continued shortly

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