DanThe Vine stood before us in all its glory as a modern feat of architecture. Cascading waterfalls, towering columns, lush greenery, and a stone facade. But all that faded to the background color because of the woman by my side. She was beautiful, but something about her beauty struck me. It was the silent type.I’d been with several women—models, movie stars, and the like. Their beauty was obvious to the eye. But it took another kind of observation to appreciate Faye’s beauty. Her hair, so red I imagined she must be Irish, was pulled into a bun, with some strands loose. When I entered the bar earlier today, it was the first thing I noticed. The curves of her waistline were symmetrical to her shape, but I knew how easy it was to be beautiful from the back. But one look at her face, with her wide, brown eyes, full lips, and smooth skin, made all the difference. I just had to talk to her. The rest was history.“It’s a beautiful place.”I nodded. “It sure is.”An air of pride tugged at
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