Emily

Elijah was a big dude. Tall, tanned and all raw masculinity. Few words and more fists. He had his hair grown in waves below his ears, unruly, like the owner himself, but somehow all this made him so appealing to the women there.

Whereas Emily was of average height, neither too short nor too tall, soft on eyes, with a sweet smile and kind words. All curves and softness to feast on.

Nobody would have put them together on the same frame, but somehow they found their way to each other.