Memories From A Not So Distant Past

Ravenna

I glanced at this beautiful, amazing, hell sexy woman through the corner of my eyes. Her sexy figure almost made me fall over. Her black hair fell so easily over her shoulders. She looked over at me and her blue eyes sent a shiver down my spine.

"Ravenna Jones?" she said with a slight British ascent.

"Excuse me?" How she know who I was?

"Your Ravenna Jones right?" She smile again and I shivered. I decided to turn on the charm.

"Yes that is my name, but I don't know yours. Don't you think that's a problem?"

"Well yes, that is a problem and allow me to remedy it." She extended her hand, "Helena Burchil."  I took her hand and saw a flash back of my odd dreams. That woman looked like her..... Shit! It was her! What the fuck! I snapped out of the trance back to reality.

I still had her hand in my hand. She looked like she knew something about me. What? Like hell if I knew but I decided to get some answers out of her.

"So, um, how do you know me?" I let go of her soft hand and she smiled again.

"Oh I'm your new assistant. Just right outside your office." She said, "I'm looking very much forward to working with you." All I could do is smile.

"Likewise my dear." She slightly blushed that just made me smile wider.

She looked at me in a very familiar way. She was very pretty and if I wasn't married I would be all over her. But I am so I can't do that to Morgana. So sorry doll, but this train left the station eight years ago. Ain't no way she can get to me. No matter how sexy she is.... Damn she fine.