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Excite that full ainst those cheeks of hers, staring into her eyes, and kissing her until her taste filled his senses

Visions of his taking her on that date and giving her the night she should have had andup for what the idiot had done to her

“Think whatever you will, Sarah” He even liked saying her naue almost melodically “But I can honestly say that if you’d been dressed up for a date with otten you no matter what the hell came up”

“That’s good to know” Eyes glinting, she pursed her lips

At her com hi intensity

“That’s not what Iflustered “I mean Oh, you knohat I meant and what I didn’t mean”

“Do I?” His lips tre what he wanted She was so close, yet he knew he shouldn’t kiss her, that he had no right to kiss Sarah

“Oh, get real, Jude I am not your type and you are certainly notpractices are really don’t pertain to me” Even as she protested, he heard the question in her voice and understood why Nor pink lips of hers

He wanted to kiss them

Wanted to kiss her

All of her

That he hadn’t kissed her said so, but he wasn’t sure he understood exactly what or why he was so hesitant to make a move

“Certainly not your type?” he pushed, knowing he wasn’t reading her wrong, that, despite whatever she thought of hi between them

“Certainly,” she repeated with a slight slur, lasses of wine she’d had while he’d been finishing their dinner

“Why is it that I’m certainly not your type, Sarah?”