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sink.”
    He couldn't help but to grin to himself though as he went back toward the kitchen to finish their meal.  She had a pretty nice body to look at.  “Maybe this won't be so bad after all,” he thought smiling to himself, quickly getting over his embarrassment.
    “If only I knew how old she was for sure.”  His mind kept flashing sensitive thoughts of lust.  He tried to shake it, but then she walked into the room.  A tingling sensation worked its way through his body while he tried to conceal his desire to have this woman's body beneath his own.
    “What smells so good?” she asked as she finally emerged from her shower.   Now wearing tight jeans and the green snug fitting t-shirt, she seemed a bit more comfortable.
    Jordan smiled when he saw her.  Even more beautiful than before.  “Hope you like fried chicken.  I'm not much of a cook, but I can put a few dishes together.”
    He couldn't keep his eyes off her as he spoke.  In those tightly fitted jeans, her body looked even more tempting and her blonde hair was now bouncy and shiny, flowing just below her shoulders.
    “I love fried chicken,” she replied as she pulled herself up and came to sit on the kitchen cabinet next to the stove so she could watch him cook.  He had already set the table and poured them each a glass of iced tea.
    “You mean you actually remember that?” he asked teasingly as he reached around her for the salt shaker.
    Their eyes met only inches apart for just a second then he quickly resumed his duties.  He couldn't let her know what he was really thinking.  He couldn't understand why he was thinking it in the first place.  He had no desire to become involved with a woman.  Any woman.  Especially when that woman had no name and no one knows where she could possibly be from.
    “I think so,” she giggled back, still smelling the sweet aroma of his after shave.  “You smell good too,” she then began to flirt.  “What is that?”
    Jordan laughed at her now.  “Sweat probably.  You make me nervous.”
    Then he leaned against the counter and looked her in the eye grinning with his handsome lazy grin.  “You have to be more than twenty-one,” he then stated still trying to guess how old she might possibly be.
    “Why's that?” she asked as she admired his emerald eyes that seemed to be flashing at her like neon lights.
    “Nobody any younger could possibly have a body like that,” he then replied as he quickly scanned her again, this time not at all hiding it.
    “What's wrong with my body?” she asked as she hopped off the cabinet to help him put the food on the table.
    He quickly turned his back to hide his smile at the way her well stacked chest jiggled when her feet hit the floor.
    “Nothing...that's why you make me nervous,” he admitted as he sat across from her at his small kitchen table that was nestled just against the back window exposing a breathtaking view of the beach outside.
    Dolly didn't reply, only smiled rather pleasantly knowing now that he had noticed her.  She had definitely noticed his nice looks as well.
    “I better cool it before he gets the wrong idea,” she then thought to herself again as they sat down to eat lunch together.
    She liked the coziness of this place.  Occasionally she glanced out the window to the breathtaking view of the beach where he had found her just this very morning.
    “Must be nice to live here,” she said to him dreamily.
    “Uh-huh.  I've always liked being a beach bum.  You must be one too.”
    “Why do you say that?” she asked as she dropped the plain white curtain so she could face him again.
    “Because, your tan is just about as dark as mine,” he answered a little embarrassed to let her know he had noticed.  “You must live on the beach too.  I'm really surprised we haven't met before now.”
    “Oh?  Are you a woman chaser or something?” she teased with a leery smile.
    Jordan chuckled thinking she was quite cute.  “Not exactly.