TUESDAY TALE - PROMPT "FINGER"

Thanks for stopping by. Today's short piece is from my WIP, "If I Loved You." Financial advisor, Megan Davis, meets Chaz Duncan, movie star and her client in person for the first time...

 Megan refreshed her lipstick and straightened her skirt. When she looked up, there he was standing in her doorway. She jumped slightly then smothered a small gasp..

Chaz Duncan stood about five foot eleven, with a slender build and shoulders from New York to California. He had expertly trimmed rakishly long dark brown hair threatening to fall over his forehead into his eyes at any moment. His eyes were the darkest brown, intense and fringed by long black lashes. His nose was straight and just long enough. His lips were perfect with a slightly fuller lower lip, completely kissable.

He wore chocolate brown pants tailored to his body and a white fitted silk shirt, open slightly at the neck revealing a hint of chest hair. The scruff on his face was the right length,  not too long to look sloppy but enough to look sexy as hell. A burnt-orange and red narrow striped tie dangled down below the unbuttoned top 

button of his shirt. 

He was studiously casual with the brown jacket to his suit slung over his shoulder, hooked on the finger of one hand. He took a step forward and extended his hand.

Meg could hardly breathe. Her mouth, suddenly dry as desert sand, managed a smile as her eyes connected with his. Instantly she understood his enormous film success as his presence filled the room the second he entered it. She took a breath and stepped forward, clasping his warm dry hand in a firm grip.

“A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Duncan. Won’t you please sit down.”

“Chaz, please.”

Megan returned to her seat.

“Coffee?” She directed her gaze at her visitor.

“Love it. Black.”

“Andy, coffee black and water for me.”

About a gallon. A pint to drink and pour the rest over me before I burst into flame.
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