Ravenswood III: The Box of Answers
Posted on: March 10, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Ravenswood: THE BOX OF ANSWERSHere, at last, the Box lay before him, beckoning to be touched, to be opened, ready to reveal to him secrets heretofore hidden by the sand of ages. An entire lifetime, longer, he had waited, craved for this very moment. Now, everything depended on this - his life, job, sanity. With the Box he could regain them and more. Another step closer now, his hand reached out, fingers almost brushing the intaglios hewn into the rose tinted ivory lid. Nothing was going to stop him from seeing what it held inside.1. LIKE THIS, BEFORE"Looking for something?"Startled and a tad embarrassed at getting caught noseying about in the hallways of Ravenswood Hotel, Sam found himself confronted by a hunk, shirtless and covered by little more than board shorts and a sheen of sweat. The stranger pulled his iPod earphones off and smiled at him. Whoa, as if that hard body wasn't enough to cause a minor meltdown, Sam thought before stammering a reply. "Uh, my room."With the knee-weakening smile still in place, the man glanced at the key Sam held. "207 is the other way. The stairs you came up from? Hang a right.""Thanks," Sam said, hoping he wasn't blushing, even as he tried to pull his gaze from below waist level where the low-slung shorts cut across the bottom row of clearly defined abdominal muscles. He gulped. Narrowing his sights back to the man's handsome face, Sam frowned. "This is going to sound really stupid, but have ...
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