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down at me with the sides of his mouth curved up. I stepped back immediately and broke my eye contact. The way my body reacted to him startled me. It was like sensory overload. It was like his body called out to me to be touched and the thought that I needed to please him in that way, was terrifying. It was terrifying because I hated physical contact, avoided it, and was numb to it.
    He pivoted on his toes like he was leaving. “Ready? I have reservations.”
    I followed him out the door and turned once to look at Heather. She was still beaming from ear to ear and held up both of her thumbs. I inhaled a calming breath, before I stepped over the threshold of the door.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 3
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    I scurried quickly behind Jason trying to keep up with his fast pace, which was difficult in the outfit I chose.  He stopped at his Jeep, and he walked around to open the door. I watched him shuffle his hands, as he avoided touching me. His hand snuck out to help me in, but I didn’t take it. The Jeep was more than a hurdle to get into and again my choice in attire made it awkward. He stepped back.
    “I know my Jeep is a little taller than most cars, so let me know if you need help getting in.” I reached up and grabbed the door armrest inside the door and lifted myself up. He circled around to his side, hopped in, and started the car. “Sometimes I use my Jeep for work—I need four-wheel drive—so my tires are a little bigger than normal.” His voice rattled on and I couldn’t help thinking he was nervous. Why was he nervous? Was he regretting? Was he about to do something wrong?
    “It’s good to know that you’re not compensating for something.” I smiled. Holy shit, what was I saying? “I mean, I have heard that said before, and it just came out. I don’t know why I said it. I really don’t even know what I am saying.” His nervousness attached to me like the freaking flu bug and now I was rattling on. Jason laughed as I continued to babble. I stopped talking, biting both my lips to shut myself up. The problem with never talking to people and pretending they don’t exist, was that when you are forced to talk or communicate with someone, you sound like an unsocial idiot, or a high school girl with a crush on a boy. I closed my eyes tightly clearing my thoughts. “For some reason I say the most awkward things around you. I am glad you find it entertaining.”
    He stopped laughing and turned to me. “I find it adorable.”
    His words made me want to say “ahh” they were so sweet and nobody has ever called me adorable before. He focused back on the road and continued driving, and I studied him. He was truly dreamy and extremely confident, what a very attractive combination.
    “So, I need to tell you something , and now that you can’t run, I thought it would be a good time.”
    I t took him a while before he spoke, contemplating the words he was going to use. “Just say it. I promise not to run…yet.” He turned to me, saw my teasing smile, and gave me a warm smile back. He made me feel so comfortable.
    “OK, so I have friends, friends I play basketball with , and we have this bet. They actually started it, and I went along with it.” He took a deep breath, contemplating his words carefully. “I hope I won’t offend you.”
    “I ’m a pretty good sport, and if there is anything I could do to help a friend out on a bet, I would be more than happy to. What do you get if you win this bet?” Just knowing he was feeling uncomfortable about this made me feel better about him.
    “Friend?” it was more of a question. He raised his eyebrow, as though, he wasn’t sure he liked being called a friend.
    “Yes, friend , someone I have known for three months and whose company I enjoy…a friend.” I smiled overly proud of my description, and that fact that, I had a new friend. He continued.
    “I get fifty dollars if I win the bet.”
    “Al l right, what