Holly Hunter
Living Out Loud - 1998
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Holly Hunter
Living Out Loud - 1998
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She looked at his dark eyes and realized she would do anything for this man. He was the most generous, most difficult man she’d ever met, and she wanted to be by his side. ‘I’d love to be your VP,’ she told him. Darcy wrapped his arms around her then lifted her off the sidewalk until her pumps left the concrete. Liz laughed as he sat her back down. She lingered a few minutes, loving the feeling of being back in his embrace. ‘Too much? I shouldn’t have done that,’ he whispered as he still held her. He pulled back a few inches, and his eyes crossed her lips. She wondered what his lips would feel like against hers. Darcy let her go slowly. Liz could feel the breeze blowing in her hair, and even though they were maintaining intense eye contact, she didn’t look away. She never wanted to look at anything else. ‘It’s okay. It seemed like a purely professional hug,’ she said. He laughed. ‘Yes, it was.’
Kelsie Fann, Startup Costs
'See I have my faults too.' He looked down at her hands. 'At least you know how to talk to people.' Liz took a sip of wine. When she set down her glass, she realized Darcy was the complete opposite of Hamilton, who talked so smoothly and always knew the right move to make. The man in front of her might not always say the right words, but he always did the right thing.
Kelsie Fann, Startup Costs
‘Are we going to another hipster pizza place?’ Darcy asked his sister. Georgia shook her head and adjusted her jean jacket. She’d paired the denim jacket with a pair of loose-fitting cargos. With her hair in a long braid, she could’ve still been in high school. Darcy was dressed like he always was: all business in a black suit. Liz bit the inside of her bottom lip as her eyes took in his tall frame. Georgia interrupted her thoughts. ‘It’s a hipster taco place.’ Darcy took off his suit jacket and rolled up his sleeves. ‘I knew it.’ ‘You did not. You thought it was pizza.’ ‘ I knew it was a hipster place. Everyone will have a beard, and the ‘locally sourced tomatoes’ will be grown across the country.’ Liz loved hearing siblings banter. It made her wish she had one. The connection between two people raised in the same house seemed magical. Georgia ignored her bother and asked Liz, ‘Have you been to Shell?’ Liz nodded. ‘I have. It was good. The tomatoes were very ripe.’
Kelsie Fann, Startup Costs
Liz flipped through the papers. 'You still work with pen and paper?' 'My dad said he liked to be able to hold what he was working on. Guess I picked it up from him.'
Kelsie Fann, Startup Costs
‘I was a fat kid, and these two boys used to call me “Lizzy the Piggy.”’ The sun-kissed god sitting to her right didn’t say anything. Instead, he leaned closer. She could smell his cologne and took a deep breath of the sandalwood scent. ‘Nice to meet another former fat kid.’ He stuck his hand out once more, a piece of blond hair falling out of place on his forehead. ‘They called me Hammy.’ No way. Liz stared at him, hesitantly shaking his hand again. ‘You’re lying,’ she said, gazing at Hamilton’s broad, toned shoulders. He puffed out his cheeks. ‘It’s true. What are the chances that two former fat kids would sit at the same bar on the same night?’ Liz chuckled. ‘In America, I’d say pretty likely.’ Hamilton nodded, and a wide smile spread across his face, giving Liz a good look at his straight white teeth. ‘You’re funny,’ he said. ‘I like funny.’ ‘I like former fat kids.’ She winked at him.
Kelsie Fann, Boardroom Battle
Wait. Did Mr. Chambers really call him Darcy? No way. Liz whipped around to face the stranger. Pulling her long hair over her right shoulder, she interrupted their conversation without even thinking. 'Your name is Darcy?' Liz asked the man. Her eyes grew wide as she processed that their first names were the same as the main characters of the book she’d just finished. She stared at the unforgiving scowl on his face. In real life, Liz would never go for Darcy. Darcy flicked his eyes her direction. 'Like I said, my mom was a fan.'
Kelsie Fann, Boardroom Battle