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"At two thousand calories a slice, I don’t indulge very often"

He shoved a forkful in his mouth and spoke around his food "You don’t look like you need to worry about your figure" His gaze raked up and down her frame Not exactly the desired response she wanted

"Every woure"

"Oh, I don’t know about that I’ve been told many times that skinny wo"

His brows turned up "Really?"

"Really Every woman would love to eat all the steak and pecan pie there is out there, but they know if they do they’ll be fighting the flab by the time they’re thirty"

"Makes me wanna tempt you with my aunt Bea’s homemade pecan pie evenon Aunt Bea’s pie"

Jessie smiled despite herself "And where is this Aunt Bea of yours?"

"Texas"

"Does thatweekend?"

"You ?"

"Yeah" She poured him more coffee

"Nope, not this tio houe answer Not that she should care

Jack finished his pie while Jessie wrapped up two of her tables Only a sprinkling of custoested that Jessie sit and take a short break

Instead, Jessie leaned against the counter and folded her arms over her chest "Jack, listen, I’ht"

"And you obviously didn’t listen I’o out with you"

He nodded "Yeah, I know"

Her hands fell to her hips "If you know, then why are you here?"

"I’lad you asked," he said He patted the seat next to hi in the way his eyes followed her around told her he wasn’t co would hurry hiet it over with Jack distracting her all night would end with fewer tips than she needed

When Jessie slid into the chair beside hine washed over her Musk and spice, veryin her sto his hat back, Jack shifted in his seat to give his complete attention to her "I’ve decided to help you"

"Help me what?" She hadn’t asked for any help