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girl?” I attempted to shake the seriousness away.
    “Are you saying that I was right?” she smiled.
    She was so right it wasn’t even funny anymore.
    “No, I’m just curious where all that came from.”
    “I just described any man that would have nothing to do with me, so now my question to you is…why are you talking to me?” she lifted one eyebrow as if accusing me of something.
    This girl was very strange. Obviously she had self-esteem issues, but at the same time she was the most confident, outspoken woman I’d ever met…other than my sister, Jenny.
    Her honest eyes flipped my insides and I felt a tiny bit of panic run up my spine. I was slowly losing control of the conversation, which was completely unacceptable. I internally shook myself and went in for the kill.
    “You think I’m handsome?” I flirted.
    “Don’t change the subject,” she blushed.
    “No, I think it’s you who’s changing the subject. Then it’s settled!” I said as I playfully smacked the table top.
    “What’s settled?”
    “As long as you’re not seeing anyone and since you obviously think I’m handsome… I’m taking you out.”
    “What do you mean out? Like a date, out?”
    “Yes, like a date out. What do ya say?” I shrugged.
    I was praying that I made some kind of impression on this girl, at least enough to get her to agree to go on a date with me. Everything was riding on this girl and making her happy for three months.
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
    Five
    Luck of the Rolls
     
    “I don’t even know your name and you want me to go out with you?”
    This day couldn’t have gotten any more bizarre. First, Shannon gets a mystery illness and I have to fill in all day long on a day that was supposed to be my half day. That worked out well though because I got to cancel my coffee date with my mom. Then, when I thought I was going to die from boredom at the store, this tall, sexy somebody comes walking in and actually starts to flirt with me. Which I have to admit, I kind of enjoyed that part.
    Then, to top it all off, when I get to Mirabelle’s for my lunch break, who else but tall and sexy is sitting, practically waiting on me. Stranger things have happened, but I couldn’t help but want to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming.
    I stared back at the gorgeous man sitting across from me. He couldn’t have been more perfect. It was like someone took all the physical qualities that I found attractive and put them all into this one extremely sexual stranger. It was almost unnatural that this beautiful man even spared me a look, much less talked to me, and yet, he was here and he was asking me out.
    Even sitting his tall frame towered over me. He made me feel small and anything that made a girl my size feel small was a damn good thing.  His dark, wavy tresses melted down the side of his face and connected with his facial hair. I enjoyed the way his thin mustache and light goatee encircled his seductive mouth and turned it into a target for kissing.
    His wandering green gaze held sexual secrets and promised fulfillment as it slid over my face, down my neck, and then very brazenly over my cleavage. He was fearless, confident, and it was such a huge turn on.
    I remember at the jewelry store having to look up at him and the way he smiled when he looked down at me. Can you say sexy? Because I sure as hell can! The man had a smile that could bring a girl right to her knees, which would be bad considering I’d have a hell of a time getting back up. He had on a hunter green sweatshirt and relaxed jeans that looked like they were specifically made for him. He was born and bred to be eye candy. No other qualifications necessary with a man like this.
    I realized then that he was talking to me and I had no idea what he was saying. Embarrassment seeped in when I was caught gawking at him like a drooling dog, or should I say like a drooling, fat sow? I almost burst out laughing at my own thoughts, but instead, a huge, goofy grin