Free Looking Out for Lexy by Kristine Dalton Page B

well.  He wasn’t in command of the situation here.
                  “It was your letter.  I-” He ran both of his hands through his hair.  The handsome rock star began anew.
                  “I wanted to see you again.  You don’t realize what kind of people I’m around all day.  People in the entertainment always want something.  They want a piece of you.  And it’s all the time.  You were always so genuine, so nice, so sincere.  I wanted to spend time with someone who wasn’t after me for my image.  You took me as I was, Lexy.  You were always open and honest about your feelings.  I'd never accuse you of being dull.”
                  Lexy laughed openly then.  “I was only teasing you, Jack.  Do you always take everything so seriously?” 
                  Jack gave her a sideways glance.  She was still chuckling, the laugh on him.  He didn’t know whether to be mad, or grab her and kiss her.  Jack chose the latter.  Pulling her close, he pressed his rough lips to her soft ones.  A sigh of surprise and pleasure escaped her lips as his tongue raked across her teeth, suddenly plunging into her mouth, teasing hers.  Just as suddenly he released her.  He grinned at her nonplused look.  That kiss had nearly KO’d him.
                  “No, Lexy, I’m not always so serious.  Take for instance that kiss just now.  I can tell you took that seriously.”
                  “I-I did not.  You, you just caught me by surprise, that’s all.   I did not take it seriously.  Really, Jack.”  The truth was, it would've knocked her socks off if she’d had any on.
                  Lexy turned away so he wouldn’t see how affected she really was.  If he hadn’t stopped, she would've just caved into his arms.  Great, Lexy! Composing herself quickly, she turned back around.  He was grinning from ear to ear.
                  “Suppose we talk about something else.  I think I’d like to sit down for a while if you don’t mind.”  Yeah. So she won't fall down after that kiss.  Her legs were very shaky at the moment.
                  “I don’t mind at all, Lexy.  How about over there?”  He pointed to a small, unoccupied table in the corner, in the shadows.
                  “All right, Jack.”
                  He pulled the chair out for her.  Seating himself next to her, he signaled the waitress.  He leaned over, his lips next to her ear.  She could feel his warm breath against the side of her face as he spoke.
                  “What’ll it be, Sexy Lexy?”  He grinned and winked at her.
                  "God, Jack.  I can't believe you remembered that."  She looked embarrassed.  “I...I'll have a glass of White Zinfandel, please.”
                  The waitress arrived at their table.
                  “Make that a glass of White Zin and a scotch on the rocks.”
                  “Right away, sir.”
                  “Now, how about a dance....Lexy.”  Not waiting for her to answer, Jack hauled her out of the chair, dragging her toward the dance floor.  They danced, gyrating around the dance floor.  They were laughing and dancing with each other as if it was yesterday at the Spring Fling, their painful pasts forgotten at the moment. 
                  Wine always made Lexy giddy, and it didn’t take much.  She wasn’t much of a drinker.  Jack, on the other hand, could handle a lot more, although he usually didn’t have more than one or two drinks.  She had a couple of glasses of wine while Jack had his scotch.    Lexy hadn’t been this happy in years.
                  Jack couldn’t remember when he’d had such a good time with another person.  Except her.  Long ago, in another time, another world.  She made him feel good about