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inhaled deeply as if I might
be able to smell them.
     
    “Yeah, that’s
pretty tough scenery to beat.”
     
    “That’s one of
the places I go in my mind on rainy Monday mornings in Seattle,” I said. “But
there’s so many other places I’d like to visit. It’s just hard to get away when
you’re working.”
     
    “Have you
thought about what you’re going to do when you get back?”
     
    “Not really.”
I said. “Not specifically anyway.”
     
    “Just a
general sense of impending doom?”
     
    I laughed.
“Pretty much.”
     
    “Have you ever
considered working for yourself?”
     
    “You mean freelancing?”
     
    “Yeah.”
     
    “Not really,”
I said. “My Dad always taught me that there’s nothing more important than a
consistent paycheck.”
     
    Jack’s eyes
narrowed.
     
    “I know it’s
not the most open minded philosophy, and I’m not even sure I agree with it now
that I’m old enough to question him, but it is how I was raised.” I thought of
my Dad sitting in his wheelchair at home, unable to work for the first time in
his life, and felt an ache in my chest.
     
    “Well, I don’t
think freelancing and inconsistent pay necessarily have to be mutually
exclusive.”
     
    “I think in
the beginning they probably are though, and I’m not sure I’m a risk taker by
nature.”
     
    “Sure you are.”
     
    I shook my head.
“No, I’m definitely not.”
     
    “I have to
disagree.” He sat up and straightened his arms behind him. “You were very brave
to go snorkeling on your own with zero experience in a new place.”
     
    I rolled my
eyes.
     
    “And then you
took a pretty big risk coming out here with me.”
     
    “You’re not
that dangerous though, are you?”
     
    He gave a
wolfish smile. “Depends on your definition of danger.”
     
    I squinted at
him. “I think I’ll take my chances.”
     
    “All I’m
saying is that if there’s a demand, it might be something to think about. Even
if it’s just while you look for something more permanent.”
     
    “Am I being
charged by the hour for this career advice or…?”
     
    “Sorry,” he
said. “I know it’s none of my business.”
     
    “It’s okay,” I
said. “It’s nice of you to care without acting like my current unemployment is
some kind of incurable disease.”
     
    “Your Mom?”
     
    “How did you
know?”
     
    “Cause I have
one of my own.”
     
    “Of course you
do,” I said. “And is she where you get your good looks?”
     
    Jack laughed.
“She would definitely take the credit, yeah.”
     
    I pulled my
feet off his lap and scooted next to him so our shoulders were touching. “I’m
glad I met you, Jack,” I said. “Even if you do take me to fake shows in the
woods.”
     
    “The show is
real. You’ll see.”
     
    I trailed a
finger down the buttons of his front shirt. “Should I expect any previews?”
     
    Jack reached
over and pulled my face towards his until I was close enough that he could
press his lips against mine. His warm kiss tasted like Thai beer and he moved
his tongue so slowly around mine I thought he might be trying to hypnotize me.
     
    Without
pulling away, I moved my leg so I was straddling him and rested my hands along
his chiseled jaw line. Then I pushed them up into his hair as I tasted him more
deeply.
     
    And every time
his tongue twirled around mine, I felt my panties getting wetter and wetter,
and I knew. It wasn’t just a kiss. It was the kind of kiss that started things.
And if the way my stomach felt was any indication, he’d ignited a fire in me
that I wasn’t going to be able to put out on my own.
     
    Jack slid his
hands around my ass and I groaned into his mouth, forgetting where I was and
who I was and everything besides the fact that I wanted this guy as deep inside
me as he could go. And from the swelling I could feel below me, I knew we were
on the same page.
     
    He hooked his
fingers around the top of my pants and I decided right then that if he