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strolls on the beach, fine dining, dancing, a beautiful woman on my arm,” he paused, “who I can keep.”  I don’t believe he meant to be so charming.  It just came natural to him.
    Whoa, what am I doing here?
    What happened to the shy, timid, reserved girl I was all year?  What did Jensen have that other people, specifically men , lacked?
    “I get off work now actually.”  He took off his vest and said goodbye to his colleagues.
    Until then I hadn’t noticed anyone else was in the store: a mother pushing her child in a carriage who was gawking at Jensen’s hard-to-ignore presence, two employees stacking shelves and three male teens throwing candy at one another.  Jensen had been my main focus the whole time.  I neglected to see what was going on around me.  Very strange.
    “Where to?” he asked before I could get a word in.
    “Oh,” I gasped.  “I wasn’t expecting us to do anything until later.  I’m not dressed for anything too fancy.” 
    “You look absolutely stunning.”  Jensen smiled and we began walking together, side by side.  His shoulders were broad, strong.  He wasn’t too much taller than me but simply being next to him made me feel safe and protected.  Again, very strange.
    We continued walking a few blocks down from the store and entered a quaint restaurant.  Jensen asked for a table outside because the weather was nice.  Once we were seated I could smell the aroma of the lake and the appetizing Asian cuisine being served around us.  Across the way the sun was setting, gleaming off of the clear ocean water.
    A waitress came by to give us our menus.  She was gawking at the sight of Jensen.  He didn’t seem to notice, naturally.  His eyes – such a remarkable shade of blue – were gazing into mine.  He sent shivers throughout my entire body.
    “Hi, my name is Rosemary.  I’ll be your server this evening.”  She seemed too bubbly, flipping her hair so the scent of her floral perfume wafted in the air.  “Our special today is the Peeking Duck with Chinese Vegetables,” she paused to get closer to Jensen.  “It’s very delicious.”  I truthfully couldn’t believe her behavior so I cleared my throat loudly.  She backed away from Jensen a bit and continued with her routine speech, “Would you like to start off with drinks?”  Her focus was still only on Jensen’s difficult-to-neglect presence, ignoring me all together.
    She was a curvy woman with luscious long black hair and a fair complexion.  She wore red lipstick, allowing her white teeth to appear even whiter.  Long red nails with sparkly decals tapped on her apron, which brought my attention to her outfit: the completely black ensemble accentuating every part of her voluptuous body.  She was stunningly beautiful and I felt intimidated by her presence.  And yet Jensen was still looking at me.  Why?  I hadn’t a clue.
    “I’ll have a water with lemon.  Extra ice,” he said.  “And she’ll have –”
    “Sweetened iced tea, please,” I finished.  Before now I couldn’t remember the last time I’d eaten out.
    “Will that be all?” she asked, bending over in front of Jensen so he would notice her, um, attributes .
                  “Yes,” he stated with a smile.  “And miss?” he spoke in a nice tone, giving her eye contact for the first time since she’d presented herself at our elegant table for two.
    “Yes?” she asked, with hopeful eyes, like maybe he’d ask her out on a date or something.  A hint of jealously formed itself in my head.  I knew that wouldn’t happen.  I mean, what kind of person would do that right in front of their date?  I shrugged slightly realizing with my luck that could have been a possibility.
    “Unless you’d like me to report you to your supervisor I’d advise you to please pick up your blouse.”
    I couldn’t believe it.  My mouth dropped open and I went wide-eyed. I wasn’t expecting that one.  And neither was she.  She