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her breasts, her narrow waist and the roundness of her hips.
     
    “That’s a pretty dress. It does a lot to bring out that gorgeous body of yours, but you might want to wear clothes that show a little more… skin…” he said as he drank in the sight of her.
     
    She was horrified. “Reed! How could you say something like that? You just met me!” she huffed at him. “That’s so disrespectful!” He zipped down the road and looked over his arm at her. “How is that disrespectful? It’s a compliment. You’re a beautiful woman. You have a gorgeous body. Women who don’t have gorgeous bodies would probably love to hear a man say something like that to them. Don’t scorn the compliment just because it isn’t packaged all neatly with a polite bow.
     
    “I’m saying you are one beautiful lady, and most women would kill to look like you. You should show it off a little more instead of hiding all that beauty under so much clothing. You’re wearing too much. You have an incredible body. Show it off. What’s insulting about that?”
     
    She glared at him. “It’s disrespectful of you to comment on my body at all. First of all, it’s not your business what I wear or how I display my body if I even display it all. I choose my clothes to suit my style and personality and no one else’s. I didn’t wake up this morning and think, ‘oh… I wonder what Reed would like to see me in… I wonder what Reed would want for me to wear… I wonder what would make Reed happy…’ No. I wear what I like and what I want.
     
    “I happen to think this is a pretty dress and I think I look pretty in it, and that’s it. I don’t really care what you think or want, so kindly keep your opinions to yourself.” Then she turned and looked out of the window.
     
    Reed was unaccustomed to women talking to him that way, or anyone else, for that matter. He was used to having the world handed to him on a silver platter by everyone but his father. He wasn’t quite sure how to respond to it.
     
    He sighed. “I think we got off on the wrong foot. I’m sorry. I just wanted to tell you that you look beautiful.”
     
    She realized that she was being defensive because this was a forced date and she was giving him too hard a time. Guilt began to bite at her and she, too, sighed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you. Thank you for the compliment, but perhaps if you’re going to say something like that to a woman, give it a little thought first and make it sound more polite.”
     
    He shook his head. “I don’t know what’s impolite about telling you I really like the way you look, but okay,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. They drove to the restaurant in silence the rest of the way, but he kept stealing glances at her legs every chance he got and she noticed but didn’t say anything to him about it.
     
    They were seated immediately at the restaurant and she was impressed by the attentive service they received.
     
    Reed took every opportunity he could to look at Jillian from every angle as they had gotten out of the car, headed into the restaurant, were seated and then finally he could face her. He still wasn’t finished looking at her. She was finished with him looking at her, though.
    “You must hear this often, but you really are stunning. You have such a unique look about you,” he said with a lazy grin, staring at her face.
     
    “Most people don’t actually vocalize it,” she replied with a salty tone.
     
    “What do they do, just stare at you?” he asked, wondering aloud.
     
    “Have you decided what you want to eat?” she asked, changing the topic and holding his menu out to him.
     
    “I know what I want,” he said, grinning at her and smiling in a suggestive way.
     
    “You should look at the menu. They might not be offering what you want,” she retorted.
     
    He chuckled and took the menu from her hands. “Sassy. I like it!” he said, the corners of his mouth curled upward.
     
    She ignored