#christopher devine

He remembered how to be a gentleman, he remembered how to treat a woman with respect, and he remembered how to wine and dine them. The memories hadn't suffered much, but the man he used to be was gone, forever lost in limbo, a place nothing like paradise. But there was Eden, and Chris was sure that this little number was as sweet as sugar, and probably tasted like it also. He seemed normal, but what other way was there to appear? Should he act crazy? Or shut down completely because his soul had been corrupted beyond repair?

Chris shrugged, his back relaxed against the bench as he looked to Eden. Overboard compliments worked well with some people and she seemed so bubbly, he figured it was more her type. "But is that you? Is that really you?" He asked squinting at her with a small smirk. "I don't know Eden, I didn't take you for the type of woman that was attracted to most men. Though I must say, that dress is an acquired taste but it's not a bad thing." Eden's naiveté towards men was cute, and he could see that someone had told her wrong. Most men didn't care about what a woman wore, it was what was under the clothing they wanted. The thing about dressing sexy was the advertising aspect. However if a woman made it known that she was available even in what Eden wore, she would be surprised at the turn around.