What, do you guys need me to prime the pump every week?
Double Date
Another Saturday night and she was torn between two beautiful men, both with a brooding intensity in their soulful brown eyes that captured her attention and made time stand still around her. There was so little difference to choose from: not the clothes (they both liked suits), not the hair (a messy shock of brown, neither appeared to look in the mirror much), both guarding their hearts so closely. In their presence, she felt both cherished and protected. But only one made her feel brilliant.
She put down Angel, dropped the Doctor Who DVD in the tray and pushed play.