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cabinet and began filling it with water. “Patience. That’s
going to be the word of the day, Jake. You’re going to need a lot of it today.”
    “Oh, I can
be very patient when I want something.”
    I arranged
the flowers, peeking at him while I worked. His presence filled my small
apartment with an overpowering masculinity. Damn . Why did the very sight
of him have to leave my body tingling with excitement? I was practically
salivating just sneaking a glimpse of him.
    “Let me just
get my purse and we can leave. Would you mind grabbing that tote bag by the
door?” I rushed into my bedroom and grabbed my handbag.
    When I came
out, Jake was peering inside the tote. “Hand sanitizer? Baby wipes? First aid
kit? Now I am getting a bit nervous.”
    I laughed at
his confused expression. “Don’t worry. First, we’re off to lunch to fuel up. I
thought we’d go to the local barbeque. Is that okay?”
    “Sure.” Jake
was suddenly looking less than certain.
    We headed
out to Jake’s truck. I saw that he was angling to open the door for me, so I
tried to beat him to the punch without looking comically childish in the
process. Unfortunately, his long stride beat me to the truck easily.
    He held my
door for me, but then grabbed my hand and stopped me before I could get in. He
smiled rakishly. “Krista, this is officially date number three…”
    I could only
nod mutely as I watched his lips lower slowly to my own.
    It was crazy
how each kiss we shared was as electric as the first had been. The intensity
was almost frightening. I felt myself being pulled into the kiss with a
dizzying velocity, unable to think, only able to cling in desperation.
    To my disappointment,
Jake’s lips left my own. I opened my eyes to see his satisfied smile as he
twirled his car keys around his finger. “Let’s go. I’m ready.”
    We arrived at the family style barbeque
restaurant and joined the line of people waiting to order. After ordering, we
remained near the pickup counter waiting for our number to be called. Masses of
people pushed past us at the popular restaurant. The crowd was diverse, large
families, some in their Sunday best, men with huge guts hanging out of their
white armpit stained t-shirts and even packs of teenagers all strode past.
    Jake raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to
have to do better than this to scare me away, Krista.”
    I laughed. Finally our number was called.
We picked up our order and decided to eat at the outdoor picnic tables.
    I nibbled at my pulled pork sandwich
careful not to spill barbeque sauce on myself. Cars flew past on the busy
street behind us. “The scenery at lunch was much better yesterday.”
    Jake’s eyes didn’t leave me. “Mmm. My
view is still pretty nice.”
    I tried not to blush, but I was eating up
the flattery like a starving person. I needed to stop acting like a giddy
teenager and get down to business. “I want to tell you about where we’re going
on our date. Where we’re going, or I should say, what we’re going to do is very
important to me, so I want to make sure you’re prepared.”
    Jake smiled, “I’m intrigued.”
    I realized how important his reaction was
to me, so I nervously took a breath and began, “I volunteer with several
organizations that work with troubled kids. Most of them have been in and out
of foster care and come from homes where they were abused or severely neglected.
Today we’re going to help chaperone them at a park outing. Are you still
intrigued?”
    Jake chewed on his sandwich thoughtfully.
“I have to confess that I don’t know anything about kids or how to take care of
them. The thought is a little intimidating to me.”
    “These kids are older, they’ll range from
about five to twelve years old. But believe me, they may look little, but they’re
some of the most street smart and savvy kids. The only thing you’ll have to do
is make sure they stay out of trouble and don’t get hurt on the playground.” I
was watching him