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think she was a huge slob, so she settled for the least offensive shirt of the bunch, which turned out to be a blue ribbed tank top that had a small smudge on the side as if she had brushed up against something the last time she had worn it. She paired the top with a pair of cut off jean shorts. Even though it was dark outside, it was still muggy and hot. Looking at herself in the mirror once she was dressed, Lorna nodded. She was comfortable and at least presentable. If Jacob had a problem, then maybe he would be better off with someone like Ashley.
    Just the thought of Ashley getting her perfectly manicured claws in Jacob sent her pulse racing as Lorna turned away from the mirror. The thought shouldn’t have bothered her as much as it did, but she couldn’t seem to help it. For once, Lorna was interested in someone who seemed to be equally as interested in her. She wanted to see where things went with Jacob and the last thing she needed was Little Miss Perfect sticking her nose where it didn’t belong.
    “If he goes for that skank, then there is nothing you can do about it,” Lorna told herself. If Jacob wasn’t interested in her, then he wouldn’t be the first. Still, she would settle for at least a friend in Jacob even if he wasn’t interested in anything romantic with her.
    Knowing she was just stalling, she slid her feet into her flip flops and headed out the door. As she marched across the street, she made a promise to herself to just have fun. She decided to just enjoy Jacob’s company for a change and if something between them happened then she would deal with that when it happened.
    Lorna reached Jacob’s house and opened the door when he yelled that it was open. The smells of cooked food hit her as soon as she entered and her stomach growled immediately.
    Jacob laughed. “It’s a good thing dinner is almost ready.”
    “It’s your fault.” Lorna frowned at him. “If I hadn’t had to use all of my lunch saving your ass today, then maybe I would have had time to eat.”
    “My ass thanks you.”
    Lorna paused a moment before she doubled over laughing. Not many people could handle her snarky comments. She knew she was rude and crass and Lorna didn’t go out of her way to hide the fact.
    “It’s refreshing to finally meet someone that can dish as well as he can take it. You have no idea how boring the local yokels are.”
    Jacob nodded. “I take it they don’t get you.” He turned and motioned for her to follow him to the kitchen.
    “It’s not so much as they don’t get me as it is that I don’t do what they expect of me.”
    “And what is it that they expect?”
    “They want me to stand there quietly while they insult or whisper about me and that’s just not me. I’m not someone who runs crying into my pillow at the first sign of confrontation.”
    She watched Jacob stir something in a pot before turning toward her again. Her stomach chose that moment to growl again and Lorna felt the blush creeping up her cheeks as her face heated. Jacob’s question distracted her.
    “Why is it that this town seems so fascinated with you?”
    Lorna snorted. Fascinated wasn’t the word she would have chosen. She knew this particular conversation was coming, but she was hoping to hold off on it for a little while longer. She sighed before answering, “You’ll find out about it eventually, so it might as well come from me. At least that way you’ll get the truth rather than the embellished, over-the-top version.” She smiled before continuing, “I’m not talking until I get fed, though.”
    Jacob laughed and motioned for her to sit at the table he had already set. Lorna watched as he strained pasta and placed it in a bowl. He then poured the sauce he had been stirring over the pasta before setting it on the table. Lastly, Jacob pulled a pan of garlic bread out of the oven and dumped the rolls in a basket.
    Lorna watched the way Jacob moved around the kitchen. For such a large guy, he moved