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Clairvoyance.” Jess nodded, slipping off her stool a tiny bit. “We could all use a little of that.” She righted herself, as Matt’s hands grasped her shoulders to steady her. “So, what do you do, exactly? When you’re not strolling in thunderstorms, that is.”
    Matt shifted on his stool, leaning very close to her face. “You don’t really want to talk about work right now, Jess. Do you?” He put his hand over hers. “I’d rather kiss you again.”
    She fought the urge not to stare at his mouth. Not to wonder what he could be doing with those luscious lips. He was a nice guy--not overly sensitive about her inquisitiveness and not easily riled. She liked a man that could hold his own without running over her.
    “Okay, Mr. Soothsayer. Read my palm. What’s going to happen?” She opened her hand for his inspection.
    “Let’s see….” He gave her a cheeky grin before tracing the creases of her palm. “It appears you have a very long heart line. Hmm, there’s a break near your wrist. Signifies change?”
    “Boy, was there ever.” Jess snatched her hand back and almost fell off the back of her stool again.
    Matt blinked. “Whoa, querida . Maybe you should take it easy on the drinks. At least until dinner.” He signaled the bartender.
    “I’m not that tipsy. It’s these stools. The leather is slippery.” Her stomach fluttered at his nearness. Or maybe it was the second double vodka tonic. She couldn’t be sure. All she knew is she felt warm and fuzzy and infinitely attracted to him. “You didn’t answer my question.” She poked him lightly on the chest. “What happens tonight?” Her heart was racing.
    Matt held her hand in his and stared into her eyes. His fingers traced little patterns across her skin. “As much or as little as you want. You’ve got the reins, Jess.”
    She was in control? That was a first. With Stan it had always been his way or the highway. Jess shivered, enjoying the heady sensation of power.
    “I’m hungry,” she said. And I’ve been starving for too long . She pushed her drink away.
    “Mmm.” Matt scanned the menu card, keeping his arm around her shoulders. She snuggled against him, reveling in the citrusy scent of his skin.
    “Are we eating here?” she asked.
    He shook his head and signaled the bartender. “Send an order of stuffed mushrooms, the grilled salmon and a chocolate soufflé to room…?”
    “One-oh-two.” Jess said. “Dinner courtesy of LoveLines.”
    “You heard the lady.” Matt signed the order slip in an illegible scrawl. “How long will it be?” His hand on her shoulder was so warm she could feel the heat radiating off him.
    The bartender shrugged. “Depends on how backed up the kitchen is. This time of night, could take close to an hour.”
    Matt nodded. “Thanks. Send for some bread, will you? The lady could use it.”
    The bartender nodded. “Sure thing.”
    He didn’t need to take care of her. She wasn’t that inebriated. The lounge was a little hazy, but it was dimly lit. As long as the floor stayed under her feet and the stool didn’t tip again, she’d be fine. She flashed Matt a smile, grateful that he was so considerate. She should probably tell him, especially after she was so suspicious earlier.
    “You’re thoughtful. I like that quality in a man.”
    “I’m glad you approve.” He finished his beer.
    “I do. Give my compliments to your mother.”
    Matt was suddenly serious. “My mother and father passed away when I was young.”
    “Oh, Matt! I’m so sorry!” She wanted to crawl under her stool, but Matt grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to him.
    “It was a long time ago. I was raised by my grandmother.” He gave her a sheepish smile. “ Mi Abuela Tina.”
    Jess relaxed a little. “Then, compliments to your Abuela Tina.” She sighed and leaned back against him. Too bad they weren’t already in her room. She could think of a few delectable morsels she’d like to nibble on. Like Matt’s earlobes.
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