An Angel for Ms. Right

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Authors: Lenise Lee
contrasted with the brilliant whiteness of his shirt. Dazzling white teeth shown through broad brown lips. Cocoa colored eyes lit up the minute he set eyes on Denise.
    “Denise. It is so good to see you,” he said as he stepped to her in two long steps and pulled her into his arms.
    Not sure what to do and caught in the suddenness of his presence, Denise forced a return hug and then allowed her arms to fall to the sides as she stepped back from him and next to Adam.
    She turned and looked into his green eyes, now somewhat paler than usual, and shook her head to acknowledge ignorance of the situation.
    Her mother, who watched the scene with a thin smile on her face felt it necessary to enlighten Adam whose face, she surveyed, had turned to stone with a hint of anger.
    “Denise, you remember Kenneth, don’t you? After all, you two were inseparable before you went off to the university.”
    Kenneth continued to smile down at Denise. Under his intense gaze, she felt a little intimidated and stepped further into Adam’s side, and hooked her arm into his. She felt his arm muscles tense. She looked up and saw the line of his jaw harden and then twitch. After looking over the where Kenneth stood, she understood the sudden adjustment in Adam’s demeanor. The two men were squaring off and, being only an arm’s length from one another, each waited for the other to make the first move. The two were almost matched in build, though Adam was slightly taller and wider. Denise knew that she had to defuse the situation before one of them actually did make a strike.
    “Yes, mother, I remember Kenneth,” she said while watching the two men, never taking her eyes from them. “You didn’t tell me he would be coming for a visit tonight.”
    “Well, dear, you did not inform me you were bringing a guest either. I guess that makes us even?”
    Denise would deal with her mother soon enough. Right now, she needed to attend to once crisis at a time.
    “Kenneth, it has been such a long time. I want you to meet my, uh, friend from school, Adam Aggeliki.”
    At her words, Adam snapped his head in her direction. She was sure they had become much more but had not bothered to put a label on their relationship and Denise did not want to bind him to anything without his consent.
    “Nice to meet you, Adam Angel, is it? I am Kenneth Houser.”
    Kenneth extended a dark hand and offered a small smile.
    “Aggeliki,” Adam accepted the other man’s hand as he corrected him, “likewise.”
    While the rivals cooled their heels somewhat, Denise took this opportunity to move on to the next situation that needed her attention.
    “Mother, may I talk with you in private for a moment?”
    “Why, dear? Anything you want to say to me, you can say in front of Kenneth. He is practically part of the family now. He visits you every time you come home. Actually, I thought the two of you had become much more than friends by now. That is until today .” Patricia let the last comment hang in the air for everyone to digest.
    Although Denise still held on to his arm, she did not feel Adam respond to her touch. His arm was at this side, though his muscles remained tense with Kenneth so close.
    “Mother, why are you playing these games?”
    “Denise, you are the only one playing games. If you are leading this young man on in seriously believing there is a future for the two of you, I suggest you stop it at once.”
    “Mother, what are you saying? You don’t even know Adam. He’s a good man.”
    “That’s what they are all say , dear. This young man obviously has no idea how to present himself when he enters a home such as ours. What does he do for a living? Where is his car? What do his parents do? I have no idea what kind of man he is. Kenneth, however, is a good man. He has a wonderful job, a fabulous home, and that gorgeous car waiting outside. He adores you, Denise, if you would only open your eyes to acknowledge his sentiment. And – and,” she hesitated

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