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that of a model. She was just the average girl next door - no more, no less.
    A knock sounded at the door, halting her inspection. Turning to face Rebecca, she gave her friend a nervous smile.
    As if reading her mind and understanding her concerns, Rebecca gave her a quick, reassuring hug. "You don't have to be a model or some prissy trust fund baby to be with him. He asked you to dinner because he likes you. Everyone at the restaurant can see it."
    "Thanks Becca." She gave herself one last look in the mirror, nodded her approval and rushed to the door, flinging it open as he was about to knock a second time. Jessie stood silent for a moment, her eyes sweeping over him. The faded blue jeans he was wearing clung to his thick, powerful thighs and the black sweater which hung somewhat snugly, showed off his broad, muscular chest and lean torso.
    He looked hotter than she'd ever seen him; the fact that he was wearing a simple ensemble of jeans and a sweater helped to ease her nervousness. Taking a step towards her, he gave her a quick hug, too quick for her liking, but in that half-minute of having her body pressed against his, she felt a rush of heat flow through her and a stirring between her thighs.
    His cologne was a light, spicy musk smell to which she found herself longing to get closer. When he released her, she was surprised at the pang of disappointment she felt. Looking up into his eyes, she noticed a hunger simmering within them, a hunger he appeared to be fighting hard to conceal.
    Although Rebecca was nowhere in sight, she could feel her friend’s eyes on her back.
    "Ready to go?" Jeff asked, extending his arm to her.
    With a wide smile forming on her glossed lips, Jessie nodded. She stepped out onto the porch, closing the door behind her and took his offered arm. They walked in silence to his black Mercedes in the driveway, which started up the nervousness within her once more.
    "You look beautiful, by the way," Jeff said, opening the passenger door for her.
    Jessie could feel the heat rush up into her cheeks. She'd always dated boys her own age and none seemed to have the respectfulness and class of Jeff. They had no interest in opening doors for the girls they dated, or being charming and the best compliment she could hope for was a comment on how hot her ass looked in those jeans, or how good her tits looked in that sweater.
    Despite the flush she knew had crept up into her cheeks, she met his eyes. "Thank you, Senator Morrow."
    Jeff cringed. "How about just calling me Jeff? Otherwise I'll feel compelled to start reciting my political manifesto and I assure you, you don't want that."
    If her ivory skin hadn't been touched with a rosy glow before she was sure it was now. "Yes, I ummm." She stopped herself and let out of loud huff of air before words began to flow from her mouth that she'd rather keep under lock and key. "Jeff it is."
    Once she was settled in the luxurious black leather seat, Jeff closed the door and made his way over to his side of the car. She took those few seconds to try and determine why she was so nervous. It made no sense. When he showed up each morning at the coffee shop she was relaxed and they had a nice easy, flirty exchange. Why had it changed, at least for her anyhow? Jeff, on the other hand, seemed unperturbed by the change in venue.
    Slipping in beside her, he gave her that sweet, sexy smile that made her heart thump at an accelerated pace and started the car before shifting it into gear.
     
    ****
     
    As Jeff stood at the kitchen counter chopping onions while Jessie worked at the peppers, he found himself concerned. He wasn't sure what had happened to change things between them from each morning when he spoke to her at the coffee shop to now, when she appeared to be a bundle of nerves around him. Something had changed, however, and he intended to get to the bottom of it.
    "Is there something wrong? Was I being too forward by asking you over to my place for supper? We can put the

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