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calling him now?”
    “His name is not worthy to cross my lips.”
    “Do you think there’s a chance you’ll get back with his unworthiness?”
    “I don’t know why I was engaged to him. I don’t even know why I went on a second date with him. I don’t think I loved him. I can’t even say I liked him.”
    “I never understood you two either. You looked good together on paper, but in reality something was off.”
    “What about Jack being white?”
    “What about it?”
    “I just never saw myself with a white boy, or being part of an interracial couple,” she said honestly.
    “Don’t think of it that way. Think in terms of can you see yourself being happy with him. How do you feel when you’re with him?”
    “At first I was nervous because I thought he was some racist hick out for kicks. But that changed. Being with him is like, well it’s kind of like being with you.”
    “I knew I got you all hot and bothered.”
    “I didn’t mean like that! I meant being with him is like being with my friend that I’ve known forever.”
    “Is he cute?”
    “He has these blue eyes and this dimple when he smiles and his clothes keep showing hints of a body that would inspire ancient Greeks. Other than the mullet he’s perfect.”
    “He feels like your friend and there’s amazing chemistry, so there’s no issue because a mullet can be cut.”
    “Why did you go into politics? You should have been a therapist.”
    “Don’t worry, you’ll receive my invoice in a day or two.”
    ♥♥♥
    social network :
    Jack Sloan Status: I love when a plan comes together.
     
    Diane Clark Status: So that’s what it feels like to be knocked off your feet. Yowsa!
    Comments:
    Amara Adams: I like yowsa.
    Ryan Clark: I like yowsa too.
    Amara Adams: Ryan, if you had yowsa you’d betray it.
     
    Diane Clark is now friends with Jack Sloan.
    Diane Clark to Jack Sloan: Thank you for dinner. It was really kind of you.
    Comment from Jack Sloan: It was my pleasure. I’ll see you tomorrow.

Chapter 5
    Sunday morning he knocked on her door. Usually she’s very punctual, but last night was restless and she did not want to give the bed up this morning. He’d sent her a text telling her what time to be ready for their date, but wouldn’t tell her what to wear. She chose jeans and a lavender V-neck sweater as a casual dressy option. The color always looked good against her mocha brown skin.
    He was in jeans too, with a baby blue shirt that made his eyes stand out even more than usual. He was also clean shaven. She had grown used to the rough shadow of growth on his face. It was sexy. His smooth skin showed his dimple even more. That was sexy too. Something was different about him.
    “You cut your hair.”
    “I figured there were no mullets in your perfect date.”
    “What about your bet?”
    “I’m sure he’ll make me suffer, but messing up this date with you was a steeper price than I was willing to pay.”
    She quickly threw on a pair of brown boots with a wedge heel that made him tower over her just a little less and glossed her lips. He unconsciously licked his lips remembering the taste of that gloss. He liked that she did not put on a mask of makeup. She did not need makeup to be beautiful. Her large brown eyes were framed with naturally long eyelashes that were soft without thick black mascara.
    “I wanted to start the day at church.”
    “I should maybe change.” She turned towards her room
    He took her hand to stop her. “You’re dressed just fine. I’ve been to this church before. You may even be a little fancy.” She grabbed her purse and let her hand stay in his. It felt both natural and comfortable, and exhilarating at the same time.
    She was surprised that during the service he knew many of the songs the praise band was singing and sang along in a smooth baritone voice. Diane would have never planned a date at a church, but this was perfect. Knowing he had a relationship with the Lord made him even more attractive.