Encore Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Mhorein opened the notebook and scanned every page. "It's... Emp-" She stopped at one page and examined it. "It's a code." I stood beside her and looked at the page. I... Understood nothing. "Qgi qukk ubgweur rgw rgeibw biq rgpr rgw vkiis ua fibr?" -Acros"

I asked still puzzled about the way he is acting. "So you haven't read the news about you yet?" Did I hear it right? News about me? What could it possibly be? "Are you kidding bro? What about me?" He did not answer instead he handed me a newspaper. "Just read it for yourself, then,"he said as he pointed to the highlighted headline. "Kline's Textile Inc. CEO to announce his engagement to Grymes' eldest heiress soon this week." My eyes widened in shock after reading the news about me. Who scattered this news?. To whom am I engaged? An image of a woman flashed through my mind. It was giving me goosebumps. There's no way that I would marry that woman. I was speechless for a second.

But since it was at the golf course, there might be business partners or someone important. After the call ended, Hellen lay there, her mind racing through strategies. She knew she needed to be more than just a passing acquaintance with Nolan; she had to create a scenario where their paths would cross more frequently. As she drifted back to sleep, her thoughts turned to her plan, considering every possible angle and detail. The opportunity to meet Nolan outside of his usual routines seemed promising, and the golf course could be the perfect setting.

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says Briana who smiles shyly, trying to avoid eye contact. "What do you think?" Says David. "I think we should watch the movie" answers Briana. David slowly kisses her forehead and then whispers in a calm and soft voice, "Thank you for constantly thinking about me." David then takes out a small black jewelry box from his pocket, opens it and takes out a half heart necklace with his initials engraved on it. He wears it on her neck without any explanation. "It's beautiful. Where's the other half?" Briana asked.

I say. He smiles. “Comes with practice,” he says. “You’ve given me a lot of encores to get it right.” I laugh, then lean in and kiss him. It’s not the desperate, angry crash of two people trying to consume each other before the world does. It’s deep. Slow. Certain. An encore we wrote ourselves. When we break apart, breathing a little unevenly, I rest my forehead against his. “Remember your note?” I ask. “The first one?”