Unfinished Business

This is an extract from my book, Unfinished Business, set to be published soon. So look out for your copy.

"..Jeff could not comprehend at any level whatsoever, what spell she had cast over him. And Stacie was acting so calm, that he felt almost offended. She had openly and firmly told him that she had finally met a young freshman, and that she was convinced that he was the love of her life. Until that day Jeff had always held a firm though shaky belief that someday she would come around, see that he was the perfect gentleman, and although she never had that kind of attraction towards him, he believed no better man existed.
After spending that night with him in naked sincerity, Jeff needed no more conviction that she was his, and he was hers, and that they belonged together. They had not made love, but Jeff was more than lucky to have had a kiss and eight short hours of physical contact, thus emotions had crowded his head; the little spurs of self preservation. The news of how she had been developing feelings for some other guy caught him off guard, like a whiff or perfume.To hear her say those words stunt all his sense of possibility. It led him to some serious thoughts.
This life can be pretty intimidating at times. It sometimes presents opportunities so seductive, with such a feeling of divinity, and the best we can do is just watch them; watch them get away and never come back. I mean, how do you explain those angelic glaces and stares of a person of the opposite sex, seated across the table, not a chance of knowing their name, or anything else for that matter, except for the color of their eyes, and if keen the color of their clothes?
Jeff could only imagine she and him, standing, a thousand words at a time.
They had started off two years before that, in their freshman year.
The moment Jeff saw her in a hurried gasp, she was very busy trying to join up queues for finalization of her registration. He had been instantly attracted to her sober face, full burst, composed stature, a perfect figure and a smile with heavenly grace.That moment had however lasted only a few seconds, three precisely. Jeff, having seen bigger and better, did not consider that a once-off happening, and was reluctant to admit he was, quite literary, swept off his feet."