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    She places her hand in Isabelle’s and allowed the blonde to draw her down beside them. “She’s right, handsome,” she said, reaching out and stroking his cheek with the back of her hand. “Just let us be good to you. What else would you have us do? Ignore you?” She leaned up, pressing a kiss to his temple. “We could never.” He looked miserable, and she felt bad for him. “And don’t you worry about getting us sick. We’re women, we’ll live.”

     This is why she didn’t date anymore. Blind or otherwise. She had already been waiting too long and she was getting annoyed by the fact that she had clearly been stood up. She would give him five more minutes, and then she was going to pack up her things and leave. She had better things to do, and the nanny wasn’t cheap.

What on earth is wrong with her? She’s never cared before about his dates. She’s never bothered telling him about hers either. But now that she thinks about it, it’s been at least a month since she’d ever thought about going out with another person and it doesn’t even sound appealing.

Even though she was the one to ask about his date, Peggy finds something gnawing in the pit of her stomach. Finally, she can’t take it anymore and throws up a hand. “Alright, that’s enough story time for one day,” she insists, even though she’s already wincing about what Eli’s potential reaction will be.

“--so by the twenty-first your paper on art in the renaissance will be due by noon.  either handed in physically or submitted electronically....” steve tells his students just before the class is over.  he tries to make his lectures fun, but even so, there’s still work to be handed in and graded.  he’s not that much older than most his students and worries that he won’t be taken seriously, but this group seems to be pretty accepting of him -- unlike his class two semesters ago!  he skims through a few more slides on the projector, showing examples of things he’d like included.  blue eyes glance around the room to see who’s paying attention and who’s slacking off.  kaitlyn is texting someone, trying to hide it behind her backpack -- which is no surprise to him.  he figures she’ll ask for an extension on her assignment like she always does.  when he looks to the next row, he sees elijah jotting notes -- at least he hopes it’s notes -- down on a pad of paper.  he’s a good student, always seems engaged in the lectures and takes time research.  but not only that, elijah is also an exceptional artist. he really knows how to use color and design to invoke emotion. it’s something steve greatly admires.  the projector is switched off and steve picks up his coffee cup to take a sip just as he remembers something else he wanted to tell the class before they leave.  “--also i just wanted to add that i’m starting an evening sketch class starting next tuesday night if anyone is interested.  this isn’t a credited class -- it’s purely recreational. but come and join me if your interested in learning to draw or want to brush up on your skills.  thank you everyone.  see you next week!”  

the students begin to gather up their things and leave and steve’s eyes settle back on eli.  they’ve talked a few times before and after class enough to know that the younger man had been going through some tough times.  the details aren’t known except that he’s in need of some money -- he guesses.

“elijah king, can i see you for a moment?” steve calls, beckoning him over to his desk with a wave of his hand.  he’s got an idea to help them both out:  elijah needs money and steve needs a life model for his class.  

She’s really glad that they’ve become good friends.  He’s the kindest, sweetest guy with the best smile and prettiest eyes that she’s ever met.  And not to mention his place is so much nicer than hers.  The sunlight seems to pour into his apartment making it perfect for all his plants to thrive and for him to do his art.  She calls her side of the hall — the dreary side.  His is the dreamy side.  Everything is just better over here.

A sigh escapes her lips and leans back on the couch. “We had a new instructor in yoga today. I feel like it might’ve been his first class ever.  He was all over the place.”  A chuckle and then another sip of coffee.  “You gotta come with me sometime.  I have a ‘bring-a-friend’ pass!”  She thought she’d just throw that out there to make the temptation a little sweeter.

“But there was this girl there and she had this really cool tattoo and it got me thinking that I’m going to commit to getting one.”  Audrey’s been back and forth on whether she wanted one for months now, but Eli has a couple of really awesome ones and she’s seen others with interesting designs.  She started really thinking about it. And today just cemented the plan — as long as she could get Eli to be part of it.

“I was thinking something kind of small and musical.”  She pauses a moment to take another sip of her drink.  “And I thought maybe you could design it for me — since you’re my friend and a kick ass artist.  I don’t want to go to a parlor and pick something off the wall.  I want it to really mean something.”  Teeth bite down on her bottom lip and she gives him a hopeful look.  “Would you be interested?”