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isn’t being stuck with
the same person. It's about constantly wowing the one you’ve chosen
so it doesn't get stale.  It’s about being with someone
who wows you back.  It truly is a beautiful thing.” She
couldn’t wait for her turn to come and imagined there was a little
twinkle in her eye as she spoke.
     ”You do know that Prince Charming is
a fairy tale character, don't you?” He
snickered.  
    What a jerk!  Extremely hot,
but still a jerk.
     Leah shook her head.
“I'm not looking for the perfect guy,
Stefen.  I know there's no such thing.  I just
want  my  perfect guy.  He's just as flawed as I am,
but we'll love each other in spite of our
faults.”  
    He rolled his eyes
again. Asshole.
    She got out and grabbed her market baskets,
not caring at this point if he followed.  Once he finally
joined her, she handed him one of the woven baskets and allowed him
to close the hatch back.  A smile involuntarily broke out
on her face as they walked up to all the fresh fruits and veggie
stands. This was one of her happy places. 
    She felt Stefen's eyes on her when she
picked up a tomato and smelled it at the cut stem. ”What?”
Their eyes met as she sniffed the piece of aromatic fruit.
     ”You’ve smelled everything before
putting it in your basket.”  
    She lifted a brow, as if
to say, and? Then
she smiled. ”There’s something magical about the smell of
fresh produce.  I can imagine what dishes I’ll make just by
smelling them.” She bounced a little on the balls of her flip
flop-covered feet, not concerned what his opinion
was.
     His well-groomed eyebrows raised.
“That's weird.”
     ”No, it's not. Here, sniff
these.”  Handing him a tomato, fresh basil, and a bulb of
garlic, she asked, “What do you smell?”
    He shrugged. ”Tomato, basil, and
garlic.”
    Yanking them away, she lifted them up to her
nose again. Then she closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, similar to
the way she’d smelled him just hours before. “I smell
bruschetta.  I can almost taste it.”  Her mouth
watered, but she wasn’t sure if it was from the thought of eating
bruschetta or from her memory of his scent.
     His loud laugh almost startled her.
“Are you for real?  I've never met someone who does
that.”
    She frowned defensively.  “Abby
does it, too.  We smell everything here, then talk about
which dishes we'll make.  We've even thought about
creating our own garden.”  Leah pursed her lips in a
pout, regretting it instantly when his eyes landed on her lips.
    Swallowing hard, he spoke directly to her
mouth.  “How about you come over for dinner
tonight?  I’ll grill those steaks I just bought, and you
can make that bruschetta, so I can taste what you’re talking
about?” His eyes met hers once more.
     It was probably a bad idea to spend
any more time with him today, but she was determined to prove that
her bruschetta would taste killer. As a bonus, she would get to
stare at him a little longer. “Okay, but no more calling me
odd while I smell my way through this place.” She held her head
high. “Deal?”
     ”Deal,” he chuckled.
     

     
     Stefen turned the grill on as he
waited for Leah.  She’d dropped him off hours before,
saying that she had to take care of a few things before coming over
for dinner.  
    There was something about
this girl. She was a bit quirky at times, but actually had a personality. He
was going to have a hard time moving on to his normal ditzy blondes
when he got home. I’ll worry about that
when the time comes.  
    Their afternoon together was
enjoyable. Not the driving around in her van part, but their
conversation was easy and comfortable.
    She didn't seem to be expecting anything
from him, and he definitely wasn't used to
that.  Everyone wanted something from him.  It
seemed like she just honestly enjoyed his company. The flirting
didn’t hurt.  It was kind of sweet and
innocent.  He could tell she was no