She was a flawless, sparkling diamond among lesser gemstones. A lovely swan among a raucous gaggle of geese and strutting
peacocks. The calm eye at the center of a storm…
JC felt a bit silly waxing poetically about the beauty across the crowded room, all the while being unable to take his eyes off her. He
had no idea who she was. She wasn’t any sort of celebrity or he’d recognize her. Was she part of the fundraising team – or was she
like him, invited for having deep pockets?
She stood so tall and cool with her sophisticated up-do, summery dress and high heels. Men of all ages and sizes were dancing
attention on her. Several times, they had fetched her drinks or offered her a plate of hors d'oeuvres. Did they realize they looked like
a pack of dogs hovering over a bitch in heat? Only that assessment was not very flattering to her.
An exotic bloom amongst weeds. Yeah, he liked that one…
He wondered if he made his way over to her if he would even have the nerve to say ‘hello’. She was that beautiful.
Adria lifted her dark eyes to find the attractive man who once haunted her fantasies staring at her. JC Chasez? She had spun quite a
few erotic daydreams around the blue-eyed singer when she was in high school. Back then, living in Chicago’s Little Italy, she’d never
once believed she would ever meet the man. Now there he was, in the flesh, coveting her as she had coveted him so many times.
She could almost hear her nonna saying, “Dreams come true if you believe and work hard.” Well, Adria had worked very hard
to get to where she was today – and it appeared as if one of her dreams was attainable.
“Excuse me, gentlemen,” she said to the men who had flocked around her. “There is someone I need to speak with.”
As she caught JC Chasez’s eye and began to move towards him and he to her, his song 100 Ways stuck in her head. She
smiled wickedly. No, One Night Stand was much more appropriate.