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Excerpt from Jillian
“Okay, are you ready?” Patricia straightened her clothes and mimicked putting her hair back in place.
“Yes, I am ready and show them in already,” Jillian then gave Patricia a sharp look while putting the last papers in a folder and coming from behind her desk.
Patricia opened the door to the lobby and said to the visitors, “Gentleman, Ms. Forrester will see you now.” Three very handsome gentleman entered Jillian’s office.
Patricia continued, “Ms. Forrester, this is Mr. Byron and Myron Randolph, the CEO and President, respectively of Randolph Technologies and their associate, Mr. James Jones.”
“Jillian, is that you?” asked Byron as he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of her face. Byron took a long sweep over Jillian from head to toe. Letting his eyes thoroughly glance over every inch of her body. Jillian was checking Byron out right back and blushing greatly on the inside and out. Jillian was thanking God that her milk chocolate skin could hide how hot her cheeks were getting at Byron’s glance. Jillian remembered that Byron was always the ladies’ man of the two. She knew that she couldn’t take what he said seriously because he could be saying it to about three other women too. His eyes were saying a lot and she was trying to believe the clear non-verbal communication. Byron and Myron were both classified as nerds, but Myron was the real nerd of the two. Besides loving technology, Byron and Myron were unique in that they were identical twins in size and height, but with different color complexion. Both men stood six feet three and weighed about 225 lbs. Byron had dark smooth chocolate skin while Myron had a lighter brown complexion like caramel candy. Studies had been done about the twins when they were younger. Their doctor wrote and published an article in a medical journal about their uniqueness.
“Jillian Forrester, look at you?” interrupted Myron who had been standing next to Byron watching them both and waiting his turn.
“Oh my goodness, yes, it’s me. Byron and Myron Randolph? Look at you guys. I had no idea. I realize that this is unorthodox and not the way I normally start a business meeting, but can I have a hug?” They all laughed as Jillian embraced each twin, Myron first and then Byron. They smelled like Yves Saint Laurent’s latest cologne and dressed in similar clothing, but not matching tailored suits. The days of the twins wearing matching outfits had been abandoned by the time they reached their middle teens. Byron, being the mischievous one, took both her hands in his once the embrace ended and he slightly swayed them back and forth. He stood there holding and gently rubbing her hands in a slow circular motion that left Jillian quite uncomfortable. Byron knew he was wrong, but didn’t want to let her hands go. He kept looking into her eyes to get her reaction and to soak her all in.
Byron thought, ‘Oh my goodness this is Jillian Forrester standing right in front of me.’ Byron tried not to reveal with his eyes all of the rush of emotions that were going on in his head not to mention the fast beat of his heart at the sight of her. He thought, ‘If she only knew how good it is to really see her. Get a grip and calm down boy.’
Excerpt from Vernice
Just as she was about to find paper, she bumped into another body.
“Oh, excuse me!” Vernice held on to her phone, but her purse flew out of her hands and the contents on the side walk. What a mess!
“Oh I am sorry, pardon me. Let me help you,” Vernice didn’t look at the person helping her, but realized she still had her mom on the phone. “Mom let me call you back. I just dropped my purse. I promise I will call you later today. Love you, goodbye.”
Turning her attention to the stranger, “Thank you so much. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. My purse holds everything, but my house,” Vernice said as she was helping the gentleman get her belongings off of the ground.
“I don’t know anything about what goes into a woman’s purse. I didn’t have the pleasure of having a sister, just a twin brother,” he answered.
“Well, you are lucky because women need..” Vernice stopped as she stood and saw the man’s face, “Myron Randolph?”
“Vernice Washington? I didn’t realize that was you.” They gave each other a very awkward hug. Myron smelled wonderful and Vernice’s soft perfume blended right in.
“I must sound like a babbling idiot. I am just talking away about stuff and purses,” Vernice was suddenly nervous.
“That’s okay. I was walking, working and not paying attention to where I was going either. That is a bad habit of mine,” Myron said.
Vernice looked at Myron with no judgment, but Myron immediately felt guilty. He hadn’t called her in the past month and needed to apologize. “I must apologize for not calling you. I got back from the conference and dove right into work,” Myron Randolph. He suddenly remembered how her mouth felt when he kissed her a month ago. Why he hadn’t called her sooner he didn’t know. He was an idiot.
“No problem. I totally understand. You have been busy,” Vernice took a look at the time on her phone. She put a quick hand to her hair, adjusted her light weight coat and started the timer in her head because she had exactly 15 minutes to make it on time. “So what brings you to Chicago?” Vernice said trying to sound natural. He stood about three inches taller since she was still wearing her sneakers. She wanted to ask why he would kiss her and not call her. A kiss was a kiss, but maybe it didn’t mean anything to him.
“As usual, I am here on business. I am meeting with clients about something I’ve been working on,” Myron knew he sounded corny. He really wanted to say how wonderful she looked and smelled, but didn’t.
Excerpt from Erma
“Hello Erma,” Rev. Carter said.
“Robert is that you?” Erma asked. She would recognize that handsome brown face anywhere. His only signs of aging were the gray at his temples. She was shocked to see him and thankful that she was sitting because she felt dizzy and her palms were sweating.
“You alright?” Rev. Carter asked.
“Yes and no. I am shocked to see you here in Cincinnati. What brings you here?” Erma asked.
“I was in town for a meeting with Bishop Sanders and he invited me to the wedding,” Rev. Carter said.
“I saw the notice that your wife passed away. So sorry for you,”
“Thank you. I hate cancer,” Rev. Carter said quietly.
“Me too. Well, it was nice seeing you again,” Erma said trying to cut off the conversation.
“Erma Jamison if you think I am going to let you off that easily, you’ve got another thing coming. When do you leave town?”
“Monday.”
“Can we meet tomorrow after church?”
“I guess so. I will be at Bishop Sanders’ church in the morning. Are you coming to service?”
“I am the speaker,” Bishop Carter answered.
“I will see you then,” Erma said.
When Rev. Robert Carter walked away, Erma was so shocked she did not turn to watch him walk away, but stared directly into her place setting on the table. Frances Thompson returned to her seat next to Erma along with the Randolphs and the other guests.
“Who was that man you were talking to Erma?” Frances asked interrupting Erma’s thoughts.
“Girl that was Rev. Robert Carter. Have I got a story to tell you later in the room,” Erma said still stunned and dazed.
Julia Royston spends her days doing what she loves, writing, publishing, speaking and coaching others to tell, introduce and create ways to deliver their stories and messages to the world. That is her “Why.” Her companies, BK Royston Publishing LLC, Julia Royston Enterprises, Royal Media and Publishing and Royston Book Fairs are the conduits that she and her husband, Brian Royston use to spread the love of reading, writing, books as well as building businesses around the world. To date, Julia has written 55 books, recorded 3 music CDs and Coached 200+ to write and publish books as well as established their own businesses. She is the Host of the “Live Your Best Life” Broadcast heard each Sunday morning at 10:00 a.m. EST on www.envision-radio.com. She recently launched the Book Business Boss Podcast heard at www.bookbusinessbosspodcast.com For more information, follow her on social media or visit www.bkroystonpublishing.com or www.juliaroyston.net.