Hanging With Huniie Hanging With Huniie Birthday Issue | Page 4

Book Feature
• Picking up the sheet they both moved back into the warmth of the cabin. After a quick make up of the bed they slip beneath the coverings and she lays her head on his chest. A little worried, Courtney lays there listening to his heart beating as she waits for him to begin his conversation. A manicured finger nail traces at the sparse hairs on his muscled chest and he clears his throat a few times. “Ok,” he cleared his throat again. “Ok, so I have a really stupid question to ask but I really think its going to help with what I need to talk about.” “Ok, I'm ready I think,” she whispered thinking the worst was about to happen. “If you had to choose,” his fingers were sliding through her hair, “to be a gangster, who would you emulate?” Courtney rose up and turned and looked at him. He stared right into her eyes and she could just how serious he was about his question. Now her question was why? “That’s a really weird question, Sydney,” she stared into his eyes looking for something to justify what he’d just asked. “I really don’t know, I mean I don’t know if I could be as ruthless as any of them. But, if I had to choose, I guess that I’d say Michael Corleon.” “The Godfather,” Sydney nodded his head, “so, why him?

•

• •

•

http://www.amazon.com/TaintedRevelations-Gerald-R• Johnson/dp/098839393X/ref=sr_1_1? ie=UTF8&qid=1376282570&sr=81&keywords=tainted+the+book+of+r evelations
•