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them!”  
    They shared a laugh before Jordan stopped to take a quick drink. Looking over at her, he saw that she was watching him, a small smile playing on her lips.
    “I bet,” he said looking down at his cup. Nothing was said for a moment and then he asked, “Did you burn the dress I ruined?”
    She shook her head, before pushing her red locks off her shoulders.  
    “I couldn’t burn it.”
    “No?”
    She smiled as she held his gaze, “No, it’s in my closet and every time I look at it, I smile at the memory of how I got those brown spots.”
    He looked away feeling a blush creeping onto his cheeks. She was flirting with him, and   he liked it. He wanted to flirt back, lean across the table and tell her how beautiful she looked, but he held back.  
    “I should probably buy you another dress.” So I could then take it off.
    She waved him off, “It’s okay, you bought me coffee.”
    He nodded, biting down on his lip as she looked at him. He loved the way she did that, held him hostage with her green eyes.  
    “This is true,” he agreed as she giggled.  
    He felt like a teenager, fumbling for things to say.  
    “Did your aunt send your stuff back?”
    She sat up suddenly, and smacked the table.  
    “Let me tell you what that old biddie did! She said she didn’t take my things! That it was all hers! Can you believe that!”  
    Jordan shook his head as she went on, “My mom is going to go get my stuff back from her but for goodness sakes, what is my aunt thinking!”
    Jordan couldn’t stop laughing. She was so animated, so pretty as her arms went flying through the air as she spoke.  
    “My favorite gym shorts are in that suitcase and I haven’t been able to run the same since I got home without them. She’s impossible,” she said with a shake of her head.  
    “You run?”
    He was glad she didn’t seem offended by his statement. It was just that her body seemed to lush and feminine to be that of a runner.
    “Yup, I have a love affair going on with food, and if I want to keep eating like I do I have to keep running.  
    His mouth pulled into a grin as he nodded.  
    “Same thing with me, I run too, mostly to keep my knee in shape though.”
    “Your knee?” she asked looking up at him, “shouldn’t you be worried about both knees?”
    He chuckled.  
    “Yeah but I tore the meniscus in my left knee about two years ago, I’m recovering from it.”
    She nodded as she said, “Ouch.”
    “Yes, it sucked but I’m doing much better.”
    “That’s good,” Aynslee said before leaning towards him, “Since you are an only child does that mean your mom was going crazy taking care of you?”
      “Yeah, she came over from South Carolina and didn’t leave for three months. It was horrible, but I was thankful since I really couldn’t walk.”
    “I bet, with me being from a large family you’d think my mom wouldn’t have time to baby me, but when I broke my ankle, she came and stayed with me in my little bitty dorm for two weeks. She carried my books to class and everything. My mom is the best.”
    “Wow, she sounds great.”
    “Yeah, I love my mom and my dad, they are nuts and my family is huge and loud and over the top but they are mine, you know?”
    Jordan couldn’t agree more.
    “Yeah, my mom and dad are a handful but I wouldn’t change them for the world.”
    Taking a drink of his coffee, Jordan recognized the song that was playing, Hunter Haynes’ Somebody’s Heartbreak . It was one of his favorite country songs right now, and as he looked across the table at Aynslee, he couldn’t help but want her to be his heartbreak. He just didn’t want to be hers, and that’s why nothing could ever come out of this. It didn’t matter if he was insanely attracted to her, or that they both had the same values when it came to family, or the fact that she made him laugh more in the last twenty minutes than he had in the last two years. None of that mattered, because he couldn’t hurt