When I dreamed up Seth's character, the man I saw in my head coincidentally looked like Marcus. Then I just happened to be doing some "research" (let's just call it that!) on Playgirl.com and I happened to cross pictures of Marcus. He matched the image I had in my head, down to the last cut of muscle in his abs! I had to share the pics. And just like Joy thought when she met Seth, damn the man is too fine.
Here's how Joy got entangled with Seth:
All the planets had aligned for Joy. She and Tony were finally together, making plans on staying together. They were in love, and Tony had declared it over and over.
Just when her life was starting to stabilize, her career took a shift. She got transferred to a new manager, working out of the main bank in Dallas. Now she was traveling around the midwest region as part of a new commercial business and real estate development team. She was on the road a lot, but making far more money than she ever could have imagined in such a short time. Tony grumbled constantly about her not being there for him, not being available to satisy his heavy sexual urges. She didn't like being away from him so much either, but she loved the freedom of the job.
She had just tied up a meeting with some new real estate developers, ending with a call from Tony whining about how much he missed her there to milk his dick. Now that she was all his, he was much more demanding, much more attentive to where she was, and wanted her to account for her time. She was starting to feel like a sex slave.
She stopped off for a drink before heading back to the solace of her hotel room. She ordered a mojito, sitting in front of the giant tv monitor. She glanced around, noticing the emptiness of the bar. Must have been too early, and most people weren't off work yet. Her eyes roamed to the far side of the room, and met the gaze of another early straggler. He smiled at her, and she back at him, looking away quickly. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself.
She focused back on the monitor, watching the news, letting the cool liquid slide down her throat. She rolled her head around in a circle, working out the tension. She twisted her head from left to right, ending up looking right into the sexiest set of gray eyes she had ever seen. The stranger was pulling out the stool right next to her, smiling warmly.
"Mind if I sit here?"
She smiled back, looking him over. "Not at all."
