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he kept his hand at my waist when I turned to look up at him.
    “Luella, thank you for an amazing lunch. I know it wasn’t long but it was enjoyable.”
    “For me, too. We’ll have to do it again.”
    “Definitely. I’m not sure what my schedule is looking like right now, but I’ll call you and hopefully we can see each other this weekend?”
    “Okay,” I breathed, nodding my head.
    After a small pause to think about what to do next, Jack leaned down to kiss my cheek. I quickly turned my head and he caught the corner of my mouth, landing partially on my cheek, partly on my lips. In an instant I remembered how his lips felt on mine. How they felt on my skin—my nipple. I took a deep breath through my nose and stepped into him. He pulled his head back enough to look in my eyes. I peered through my lashes to see the heat in his. One side of his mouth quirked up in a smirk and he leaned into me again. Instead of kissing me he leaned toward my ear and whispered, “As much as I want to take you up on the promise your eyes are making me right now, this sidewalk isn’t quite as private as the bathroom. Otherwise I wouldn’t hesitate.” He lightly bit my ear and my breath caught in my lungs while I shoved my chest into his in reaction. “So for now I will let you go.” Jack pulled back and bent at the knees to make sure he could see my face. “But remember how you look at me next time. While I will always respect your wishes, sometimes I might push your boundaries.” And with a wink he stepped away turning to walk back to his car. “Until next time, my sweet Luella.”
    I raised my hand for a small wave. My stunned body wasn’t capable of anything else. My breath released and I finally blinked my wide eyes as I clumsily turned to head back to my car, daydreaming of next time.

Chapter Nine
Howl - Florence and the Machine
    T he next two weeks flew by. November gave way to December and our Indian summer disappeared with it. Thanksgiving passed in a blur. It was never a big deal in our family after our parents passed away, but Jameson and I started our own tradition of spending Thanksgiving at a Japanese hibachi grill. The holidays made me miss Asher the most and I could see the sorrow on Jameson’s face. While we made the best of our quirky traditions, we missed the family we once had. Sometimes, like this year, Evie would join us when she didn’t have the time to travel home to California. She said she preferred our hassle-free tradition to the craziness of her family. I think she really just liked torturing Jameson. Evie naturally had a carefree, whimsical attitude toward life, but I thought she enhanced it for the sake of getting on his nerves. I preferred to lean back and enjoy the show.
    Jameson fought his attraction to Evie and the more he fought the more frustrated he became. It never failed to amuse me when he got his panties in a bunch. Evie and I would always give each other knowing looks and laugh at my brother’s expense. I somehow managed to always be surprised by the shade of red his anger brought on. One day those two were going to collide. I felt both dread and excitement for that day.
    Jack took some time to go see his family in Texas. I didn’t ask him to join my family since we had only been seeing each other for a few weeks and there was no need to rush it. We had spent the last two weeks much like the first one. We met up for lunch every once in awhile and tried to see each other on the weekends. Sometimes we texted all day. Silly messages sharing lame jokes—nothing important. Other days we didn’t speak at all, but I often woke to a message he’d sent in the middle of the night.
    I knew he worked on the case which took more time than he wanted. He never talked about it and I never asked, but I could sense the tension that maybe things weren’t going as easily as he had hoped. Sometimes when we saw each other he had dark circles under his eyes and his hair looked like he had dragged his