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started to get to know you a more I was lost.  You were all I thought about and I will know you Jenna, believe me I get what I want.” Smirking he pulled her hand up and kissed it.
     
    She forced herself to finish some of the meal.   One of the downfalls of her anxiety is the racing mind.  She over thought, she fretted about every little thing and right now her mind was going a mile a minute and she felt the tell-tale thump of her heart, yet the panic attack never came for the same reasons that getting involved with Tyler was scary it was also oddly comforting.  Her mind was at war with itself.  This handsome successful man wanted to be with her.  
     
    Should she say yes she wanted to be with him despite their differences and the fact that she had nothing in common with almost anything in his life, should she say no, she wasn’t looking for a relationship now and go back to her safe life alone with nobody to possibly hurt her?  She had to stop listening to the little voice in her head that always told of impending doom and start listening to the voice, which oddly enough sounded a lot like Sara, and told her that sometimes taking a chance wasn’t bad.
     
     
    Tyler finished his meal and took her hand, “Come on let’s go sit and talk a bit.  Tell me about yourself Jenna, what you do for fun.  He led her to the couch in the living room that looked out over the city.  “Just chill for a minute I'm going to go change out of this suit.”
     
    When he came back, he was wearing a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt his feet were bare and for some reason she found that so hot.  It added a level of familiarity or something she thought.  He sat next to her on the couch and put his arm behind her on the back of the couch.  His fingers played with her hair as he watched her.  
     
    “Why are you so surprised I want you Jenna?”  Putting his fingers under her chin he made her look at him then put his arm back on the back of the couch.
     
    “I don’t know I guess it’s just…it’s just that well I don’t look like a girl you would be seen with.  I picture you wi th someone like, well, I don’t know I’ve never met anyone like the woman you should be with. I picture you with someone who is sophisticated and smart and can hold her own when she talks to people.  She doesn’t have pink hair and tattoos and live like a hermit.  Probably the most importantly reason is, I’m your housekeeper, true it isn’t out of necessity that I do that but what would your friends or family think if you showed up somewhere with me?”   Licking her lips as she watched him as he put his now empty beer on the table.
     
    “Now you are starting to sound like my mother. I’ve been with someone like that before and, they bore me. I look at you and I see someone who is different and unapologetic about it.  I see someone who won’t yes me to death just to make me happy.”
     
     Twirling one of her pink highlights around his finger he adds.  “You look like someone who is dying to take some chances has some fun do new things and I want to be the man who helps you.”  Leaning in his lips hovered over hers.  “Tell me you don’t want this and ill back off, tell me you aren’t looking for someone who can keep you safe and at the same time show you how to get out more and have fun, tell me I’m wrong about everything and we can go back to normal.”
     
    Smiling shyly at him Jenna closed the small space between them and placed a light kiss on his cheek.   “I think you should go find someone who doesn’t keep all this excess baggage of neurosis they carry with them everywhere.  I mean you travel the world both for work and for fun.  There are pictures of you in some of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen and I’m to scared go see my favorite band in concert in a few months because it means I not only have to leave my house and be in a big crowd, but I have to leave New York!  I haven’t done that since I