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kissed like that. Not that I’ve really given anyone the chance in the last several years,” I admit.
“ That is a tragedy,” he says, perfectly serious.
“I sound totally pathetic, don’t I?” I close my eyes and shake my head,
disbelieving that I’m actually having this conversation.
“Not at all. It’s a shame someone hasn’t felt strongly enough about you to kiss you the way you deserve to be kissed. And, I’d be lying if I said my ego didn’t just get a huge boost.” He smiles and runs his thumb along my jawline.”
“Your ego could have taken a boost earlier if you hadn’t disappeared on me at the dance studio that day, or at Duke’s,” I tease.
“Alright, alright! I get it! I was slow…but not anymore.” Landon takes the hand that’s been playing with my hair and reaches behind my head, pulling me into him. He kisses me and I feel a surge of nervous excitement rush through me. Landon is still holding one of my hands, so I reach up and touch his face and then run my fingers through his hair with the other. He moans and I think I’m going to jump out of my skin. It is by far the sexiest sound I have ever heard.
Landon lets go of my hand and runs his fingers up my leg to my waist. Another rush of electricity runs through me and I shift my body, pushing Landon against the back of the couch and straddling him. He takes my face in his hands and kisses me even more deeply than he already was. His hands brush the sides of my breasts as he skims my body, causing me to moan. He starts to unbutton my shirt when something clicks and he stops abruptly.
“Jenna,” he says my name breathlessly and I want to crush my lips to his. “I, um, we…I should go.” Embarrassed, I move my body off of him, not sure what else I should do, or what I should say.
“I’m sorry, Landon. I didn’t mean…” I stutter.
“No. It’s nothing you did, Jenna. I just…I have a work thing tomorrow and…” he stammers.
“Of course.” We stand and I walk him to the door.
“I had an incredible time with you tonight,” he says, brushing my cheek.
“I did, too.” Obviously .
“I do want to see you again. I’ll call you. Have fun with the doctor.” Landon opens the door, kisses me on the cheek, and is gone.
I close the door behind him, mortified I acted the way I did. I practically attacked him on the couch on our first date ! Add the fact that I told him I had a date tomorrow and I batted a thousand tonight! Way to go, Jenna.
I am never hearing from Landon Scott again.
Chapter 5
I pour my coffee mindlessly, rehashing the last 30 minutes of my date with Landon last night. I didn’t sleep well and I now I’m trying to convince myself that I didn’t totally blow it with him.
“Hey! How did your date go?” Spring asks in her usual chipper morning voice. Even on my best morning, I am nowhere near this cheerful.
“It went,” I say, sarcasm oozing from me.
“Oh, my God, what happened?” Spring grabs a cup from the cabinet and quickly fills it with coffee and a ridiculous amount of creamer and sweetener. She plops down on a bar stool at the counter and holds her cup with two hands at her mouth, waiting for me to spill the beans. “Please don’t tell me he picks his nose or smells like feet when you get up close!”
“No! He doesn’t pick his nose and he smells as amazing as Ryan Reynolds looks. It was an incredible date…until I unleashed six years of sexual frustration on him.” I lean on the counter, putting my face in my hands.
“What did you do?” Springs eyes are wide.
“Ok…so, we were going to walk to the restaurant, but we just kept talking and walking and before we knew it we were in front of Navy Pier. Then we got burgers and sat on a bench and talked. Then …he danced with me on Navy Pier. I mean, really danced…like, the Tango danced. It was the most incredible dance I’d ever danced. He moves
“ That is a tragedy,” he says, perfectly serious.
“I sound totally pathetic, don’t I?” I close my eyes and shake my head,
disbelieving that I’m actually having this conversation.
“Not at all. It’s a shame someone hasn’t felt strongly enough about you to kiss you the way you deserve to be kissed. And, I’d be lying if I said my ego didn’t just get a huge boost.” He smiles and runs his thumb along my jawline.”
“Your ego could have taken a boost earlier if you hadn’t disappeared on me at the dance studio that day, or at Duke’s,” I tease.
“Alright, alright! I get it! I was slow…but not anymore.” Landon takes the hand that’s been playing with my hair and reaches behind my head, pulling me into him. He kisses me and I feel a surge of nervous excitement rush through me. Landon is still holding one of my hands, so I reach up and touch his face and then run my fingers through his hair with the other. He moans and I think I’m going to jump out of my skin. It is by far the sexiest sound I have ever heard.
Landon lets go of my hand and runs his fingers up my leg to my waist. Another rush of electricity runs through me and I shift my body, pushing Landon against the back of the couch and straddling him. He takes my face in his hands and kisses me even more deeply than he already was. His hands brush the sides of my breasts as he skims my body, causing me to moan. He starts to unbutton my shirt when something clicks and he stops abruptly.
“Jenna,” he says my name breathlessly and I want to crush my lips to his. “I, um, we…I should go.” Embarrassed, I move my body off of him, not sure what else I should do, or what I should say.
“I’m sorry, Landon. I didn’t mean…” I stutter.
“No. It’s nothing you did, Jenna. I just…I have a work thing tomorrow and…” he stammers.
“Of course.” We stand and I walk him to the door.
“I had an incredible time with you tonight,” he says, brushing my cheek.
“I did, too.” Obviously .
“I do want to see you again. I’ll call you. Have fun with the doctor.” Landon opens the door, kisses me on the cheek, and is gone.
I close the door behind him, mortified I acted the way I did. I practically attacked him on the couch on our first date ! Add the fact that I told him I had a date tomorrow and I batted a thousand tonight! Way to go, Jenna.
I am never hearing from Landon Scott again.
Chapter 5
I pour my coffee mindlessly, rehashing the last 30 minutes of my date with Landon last night. I didn’t sleep well and I now I’m trying to convince myself that I didn’t totally blow it with him.
“Hey! How did your date go?” Spring asks in her usual chipper morning voice. Even on my best morning, I am nowhere near this cheerful.
“It went,” I say, sarcasm oozing from me.
“Oh, my God, what happened?” Spring grabs a cup from the cabinet and quickly fills it with coffee and a ridiculous amount of creamer and sweetener. She plops down on a bar stool at the counter and holds her cup with two hands at her mouth, waiting for me to spill the beans. “Please don’t tell me he picks his nose or smells like feet when you get up close!”
“No! He doesn’t pick his nose and he smells as amazing as Ryan Reynolds looks. It was an incredible date…until I unleashed six years of sexual frustration on him.” I lean on the counter, putting my face in my hands.
“What did you do?” Springs eyes are wide.
“Ok…so, we were going to walk to the restaurant, but we just kept talking and walking and before we knew it we were in front of Navy Pier. Then we got burgers and sat on a bench and talked. Then …he danced with me on Navy Pier. I mean, really danced…like, the Tango danced. It was the most incredible dance I’d ever danced. He moves
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