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“Nope. I like it dark and strong—like my men.” Her lips twitched.
It took a moment for her meaning to hit. When it did, a flush of embarrassment crept up my face. She’d called me ruggedly handsome before. I suspected she felt sorry for me. “There’s no need to flatter me. Would you like orange juice?”
“I’m not flattering you. I might be flirting a little, but I’m being honest about how I feel. Yes, I’d like orange juice. But I can get it. You don’t need to wait on me. Would you like juice?”
“Thank you.” I rather enjoyed the liquid squeezed out of a citrus fruit. Unlike coffee. I carried the eggs from the flash cooker to the table while she dispensed the juice.
“Is there any bread for toast?” she asked.
“It’s frozen.” I pointed to the cold storage unit.
“Would you like a slice of toast to go with your omelet?”
“No, thank you.” I did not understand the human penchant for burning their food. They roasted coffee beans, toasted bread, charbroiled meats, and burned sweetener and called it caramel.
She popped a slice of bread into the flash cooker and adjusted the setting. When her bread was burnt to her satisfaction, she slathered a butter substitute on it and joined me at the table.
We began to eat.
After a while, a tiny smile played around at the corners of her mouth.
“What’s so funny?”
She looked at me. “So, dear, what are your plans for today? Will you be home in time for dinner?”
What was she talking about? “I’m not sure what you mean…”
She chuckled and waved her fork. “How domestic is this? Cooking breakfast together, sitting here in our jammies—well, me in jammies—eating together. Like we’re a couple.”
“This is pleasant to you?” It was painfully pleasurable to me, undeniably enjoyable, yet emphasizing what my birth had denied me. This normalcy, the routine people took for granted, maybe even considered boring, was something I’d never have.
Jessie nodded, serious now. She covered my hand, five fingers touching five fingers. “I like you, Maxx. I’m crushing on you. You’re leaving after the big event, and I’ll never see you again. So…I’d like to make the most of the time we have.”
I swallowed.
“Am I wrong in thinking you’re a little bit attracted to me, too?” She was still holding my hand.
“No, you’re not wrong,” I croaked. I twined my fingers with hers. Five and five did fit well together.
She smiled with her entire face. “So, what do we do about it?” Before I could reply, she said, “Maybe we should kiss or something.”
Did that mean what it sounded like? I felt like I’d been shocked with a stun stick, but I managed to say, “Maybe we should.” As I stood up and rounded the table, she got to her feet. I pulled her into my arms. “Are you sure about this?”
“I am now,” she said.
“You weren’t before?”
“I wasn’t sure if you’d be on board.”
“I’m stiff as a board,” I joked, trying my hand at flirting.
“Is that so?” She laughed and hugged my waist. My erection pressed against her stomach. “So, you are.” She laughed again, and then I pressed my mouth to hers. Our lips parted, and then we were kissing in earnest. It was as if all our suppressed needs, hopes, and dreams poured into that kiss. At least, mine did.
Jessie represented belonging and acceptance, desires and dreams beyond reach. For a fleeting moment, she could be mine. I’d met someone who wasn’t disgusted by me, who actually seemed to like me. Ruggedly handsome man. Perhaps she hadn’t just been being nice.
And, oh, I desired her. I admired her directness, her openness, her teasing humor, her honesty. Her form captivated me, her smooth skin, her rounded breasts, her cute shapely ass, her slim physique. She was a fantasy come to life.
I explored her mouth with my tongue, discovering texture and taste. She nibbled at my lip, and I nipped back. Her arms wound tight around my neck, and I cupped her delectable ass and pulled her harder against my erection.
