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Joss sighed as he worked on the commission painting. Knowing it needed to be delivered within two weeks, he wanted it done that day so the oils had time to dry. Smiling as he shook his head, he continued to add details to the dog's ears. Four years and a double degree and I'm using it to paint a rich woman's dead Airedale! he chuckled to himself.

Taking a break, he stretched his back and exhaled just as he heard the bell ring, indicating someone had entered Paintings and Portraits, the unoriginal name of his business. In the three years following college, he'd worked for an advertising company doing graphic design, saving all his money to open his shop. He still did freelance work for them when business was slow, but painting was his true passion. He'd opened a little more than a year earlier, just a few months after he'd turned twenty-five. He enjoyed the free time it gave him to paint his own works and loved the joy he saw on people's faces when they saw their own classic portrait done so well.

Getting off his stool, he checked himself in the mirror before going to greet whoever had come into the shop. His shoulder-length light brown hair was still mostly styled well from that morning, though the man's red flannel shirt he wore over the plain white woman's tank top was stained with oil paint in a thousand places and his jeans were equally spattered with color. He still looked like a woman, nothing would change that short of massive amounts of plastic surgery he was hesitant to do solely for his vanity, but at least he was content to be himself, even if most people assumed he was a woman.

That fact helped Joss more than he liked to admit. When dealing with clients, them taking him to be a woman had given him opportunities he never would have had as a man. Some of his best clients were women who felt ill at ease around men, but Joss's feminine nature and appearance opened their doors, and wallets, to his business. His actual masculinity helped in those rare cases when the opposite was true, giving him options that he never could have had as strictly one or the other.

Walking out front, he entered his commercial gallery filled with dozens of his paintings on display. Many were landscapes that he sold most frequently, but he also had portraits on display to advertise his skill in that area. Seeing the skinny young woman with her back to him admiring his duplication of da Vinci's The Last Supper, he smiled and cleared his throat.

The young woman, startled by his sudden appearance, jumped slightly and turned around to face him, her long pale-blonde hair spinning in front of her bright blue eyes before it fell over her right shoulder. "Oh! You startled me! Do you work here?" she asked, before realizing how dumb the question was.

Laughing, he nodded. "Yes! I'm Joss. Interested in a painting or a portrait?"

"Painting." she answered, looking at him carefully. "I... um... I just moved in near here. The walls are a little bare! Not sure why I came in here... I was just sorta drawn to the place. It's nice!" Looking at him curiously, she tilted her head. "You said your name is Joss?"

"Joss Wright." he looked down. "Have anything particular in mind, Miss..."

"Healy." she said, sounding disappointed. "Sorry, I just thought for a moment that you were someone I knew once, but his name was..."

"Jennifer?" he asked in shock.

"No, Jocelyn." his first love answered. Slowly realizing he was addressing her, she arched her brows. "Wait... what? Oh yes! I'm Jennifer! How did..." Examining him carefully, her eyes went wide. "Jocelyn?"

Turning away, he cleared his throat. "Actually it's just Joss now. I changed my name... among other things. How are Vicky and John?"

Running up to him, she wrapped him in a desperate embrace, barely keeping her tears at bay. "My God, Joss! I didn't think I'd ever see you again!"

Holding her in return, he instantly recalled the scent of her, inhaling deeply and releasing a flood of memories, some terrible, others wonderful.

Jennifer stood back and looked at him, her eyes in shock at what she saw, but her hand still holding his. "Mom and Dad are fine! They're still in Akron with Luke. What happened to you, Joss?" she asked curiously.

"Long story." he smiled at her, his feminine voice lilting. "Got a few hours?"

Giggling as feelings for him resurfaced rapidly, she found herself blushing. "Um... not now, I'm just on lunch, but... are you busy for dinner?" Thinking, she remembered the last time they'd spoken, over ten years earlier, he'd found someone else. "That is, if you're available?" she probed, looking at the floor.

Smiling at her kindly, his own attraction for Jennifer back as though it had never gone, Joss nodded. "I'm free, Jenn. Are you?" Seeing the young woman nod her head slowly and smile back, he watched as she fished a necklace out from within her top and played with the chain.

"I'm available." she said wistfully, glancing down to smile at the gold cross he wore that Judy had given him, before gazing into his eyes once more. "See, once upon a time, long ago, there was this girl I knew. We fell in love and I never really got over it. No one could ever measure up to him."

Joss stared at the gift he'd given her so long ago, the two birthstones set one against the other, and felt lightheaded. "Together Forever."

"Together Forever." she sighed back as she looked at their joined hands and noticed that she hadn't let him go. I don't think I ever really did!

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