The Alpha Male Romance Boxed Set
food away and just go to a restaurant..."
    Jessie dragged her focus from the peppers to his face and smiled; the sweet, easygoing smile that he looked forward to seeing each morning. "I'm sorry. Coming here is great. Your house is stunning." When he glanced over at her with his brow raised sceptically, her smile widened. She reached over to him and touched his bicep lightly, sending a bolt of electricity through him which headed directly to his cock.
    Damn it! He'd just gotten his erection under control from seeing her and feeling her soft body against his, and now he was back to square one in that department. If just a simple touch could ignite him like it did, he could only imagine what it would be like with more intimate contact.
    Shaking his head, he attempted to clear his mind of the way her breasts teased his eyes beneath the thin fabric of the bodice of her dress. "Can I ask you a question then?" Done with the onions he scraped them off the glass cutting board and into the sauté pan.
    Jessie finished with the peppers and caught his gaze as she passed him the cutting board so he could add them to the mixture in the pan. "Sure."
    With everything added to the pan, he placed the cover on and wiped his hands on the dishtowel before turning to face her. Crossing his arms over his chest, he eyed her as she waited for the question to come. "What is with the bout of sudden nerves?"
    "Nerves? No, that's crazy." She turned so she was facing him straight on, grabbing the dishtowel he'd discarded to wipe her hands clean of the peppers.
    Jeff sighed. "Do you know why I asked you over here tonight?"
    As she shook her head her long golden locks swayed behind her. He resisted the intense urge to reach out and run his hand through her silken hair. He'd smelt her peach-scented shampoo when he'd given her a hug earlier and couldn't seem to get the smell from his mind. It seemed to beg him to draw her close to him, so he could graze the side of her long, elegant neck with his lips and tongue.
    His cock hardened further, and he groaned inwardly.
    "Well, would you believe me if I told you that I haven't been on a date that I've actually chosen for myself in over three years?"
    She crinkled her nose up at him. "Come again?"
    Laughing at her reaction, Jeff nodded. "Nope. Every relationship or date I've been on in the past three years has been a result of my advisor, Cathy. She strongly suggests the potential dates, with PR in mind and I've just been so busy that I simply go along with her."
    He was pleased to see the tension within her relax slightly as she mulled over the information. "Hasn't there been anyone you've been interested in?"
    "Nah. Not really."
    "But the model?"
    Jeff laughed. "A PR gimmick, though being dumped wasn't really part of the plan.”
    Laughing with him, she nodded. "Well, then why ask me?" She chewed at her bottom lip, drawing his eyes to her lush lips and another urge to pull her into his arms hit him.
    "Because you always treat me like any other man coming into the coffee shop and I like that feeling." She took a step towards him and settled her hip against the counter, crossing her arms over her breasts. "I like the idea of not caring about policies, or public image or any of the other bullshit that I deal with every day when I'm with a woman."
    "So you're saying I'm an escape?"
    An escape? He mulled the idea over and it seemed to fit. Yes, that was exactly what she was for him. An escape from the stresses of debating and decision making... she was a beautiful, young escape in a compact blonde package.
    Without meaning to, and not even realizing he was doing it, he combed his fingers through her hair. The golden tresses, silkier than anything he'd ever felt before, slid from his fingers, strand by strand. Taking a step toward her, he closed the distance between them, so that the sweet smell of peaches assaulted his nostrils.
    He threaded his fingers into her hair at the back of her head, urging her blue eyes up to

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