Rejecting His Desire

“Honey girl, you look as if you’d rather be somewhere else.” 
The familiar voice made her stomach clench and her heart race.
She cleared her throat, turning around. “I thought about changing my clothes. I’m not really all that comfortable in this type of attire.”
Jack’s dark eyes went over her from top to bottom, his perusal slow, until his eyes rested on hers. “That’d be a real pity, Rose, ’cause you look beautiful in that dress.”

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