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being stupid.
Stop it, I chided myself. This wasn t Jack. There wasn t going to be another Jack. I couldn t expect
everyone to be like Jack.
I had to move forward.
So you decided to take the classes then? Bella asked.
Seemed a waste not to. If I hate it, I can always go back to accounting.
You won t hate it.
I shrugged. It s dealing with people s whims. Not something I ve ever been good at.
Well, you never know, Bella said.
Rick nodded. People can be assholes, that s for sure.
Oh yeah, I muttered.
Speaking of assholes, Rick said with a grin. I think your date is here, Lynn.
I blinked. You re not my date?
He shook his head. Nope.
You are in my seat, came a sexy voice that reverberated through my body like a perfect chord.
I tipped my head up, and once again was excited that God had the forthright thinking to attach the
eyeballs inside the head, and the jaw directly to the skull, because my eyes popped open so wide, they
could have fallen out, and my jaw about came unhinged.
Jack Edwards stood there, motioning for Rick to get up.
Hey, I was just keeping it warm, Rick said.
Jack obviously didn t believe his friend at all. As soon as Rick was out of the way, Jack swept in, almost
a glide, he slid in next to me, our legs touching from hipbone to knee.
Lynn, he said, slipping his fingers in mine.
I jerked at the fire of his touch. My God, it s been three months, and physical contact with him still felt
like a burning flame. His hair was a bit shorter, more cropped than it had been before, making it look a
little darker. He d lost weight too, maybe twenty pounds.
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His face was thinner, more angular than it had been. Before I realized what I was doing, I had my hand
on his cheek, sliding down his jawbone.
You ve lost weight.
You cut your hair. His own hand slid up over the back of my neck, into the short brown locks, and
fisting them.
The table in the booth jumped a bit, and we both looked over, realizing that Bella and Rick were getting
up.
Do you think they re going to have sex right here? Bella said, a little louder than a stage whisper.
Well, as fun as that might be to watch& Rick said with a grin, winking at Jack. We ll be back later.
They headed out of the booth toward the bar.
I watched Bella walk away, though I didn t feel nervous about it. I wanted to have this time alone with
Jack. Nothing could hurt me now. Jack was here.
What are you doing here? My hand rested on his arm, and I didn t want to take it off, for fear he d
actually disappear, and this was some kind of strange dream. The texture of his skin seemed the
same warm and soft, but still masculine and imposing. I ran my finger over the hairs on his forearm,
unconsciously stroking with the grain of growth.
He smiled, letting one finger trail down my face and fall off my chin. I wanted to talk to you. He put a
hand on my knee. I had worn a skirt at Bella s insistence on this date, and its fluttery fabric rode up a bit
over my knee. Jack s hand grazed the skin, and he made soft circles with his thumb.
Was it possible to get drunk just from a hand on the thigh? Already my head felt dizzy, and I had to
force myself to focus on his words.
I raised a brow at him, pretending his thumb s assault meant nothing to me. There is this thing called a
phone. Course, my voice came out a bit heady. I wanted to pull my legs back from him, the scarring
hadn t healed all the way, and I didn t want him to be grossed out at it.
Yeah, well, some things are better in person. One hand ran over my shoulders, his fingers lingered at
the edge of the short-sleeved shirt. His fingers slid under the sleeve, caressing my shoulder, while his
thumb didn t stop its circular assault on my thigh. And I can t do this over the phone. He leaned
forward and kissed me on the cheek, a very close kiss to the lips, but not quite, and it felt like he inhaled
the smell of me.
Seriously he just sniffed me?
I raised my eyebrow at him. You flew how many thousand miles to kiss me on the cheek and smell my
hair?
I plan on kissing you lots of places, and savoring the smell of you all over.
I let out aneep .
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But if I start doing that, I ll forget what I have to say, Jack said, his eyes dark and feral.
I crossed my arms over my chest feigning indifference to his words, while simultaneously trying to calm
my racing heart and erect nipples. Oh, and you think just showing up here is enough to get under my
skirt? My arms crossed over my chest weren t helping the hard nipples, and I shifted my arms to try and
cover my traitorous body.
I already am. His hand slid higher up my thigh, traveling closer to the horny-Lynn zone. That s not
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