"Oh Julian, finally! I get to see you again. It's been so long!."
Julian thought as he coldly peeled the hands holding him in a vice-like grip and turned to face the woman in black with a blank stare. "What's with that look on your face?" she said, pouting. "Aren't you excited to see me?"
"What are you doing here?" Julian said, his voice dropping to a cold whisper.
She froze slightly but regained her cheerfulness. "Forget that. Tell me, how do I look?" She spun around for Julian to check out, but his eyes remained on her face the whole time.
"So, how do I look?"
"Like a normal human being."
"Oh, c'mon," she said, indignation coating her voice. "I look stunning!!."
True to her words, she did look stunning. The black wrapped sheath dress she wore clung to her body like a second skin. She was tall and shapely like a Caribbean model. Her feline cat eyes and full plum lips could bring any man under her control. Any man except, well... Julian Blackwood.
"I'll ask you again, what are you
