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up at the corners to give a cat like
appearance. Her nose was difficult to explain it was neither small nor large,
it flared at the nostrils and it fit her face perfectly. Her lips kept pulling
his eyes back to them again and again. They were full and luscious and the most
enticing shade of natural burgundy he had ever seen on a woman. When he looked
at her full lips he imagined how they would feel and how they would taste. His
eyes wandered down to her chin that was small and looked incredibly stubborn,
ready to jut out at the smallest provocation and stand her ground.
    His eyes
continued their downward journey to her neck which was long and slender; as his
eyes alighted there, he wondered if her neck was one of her erogenous zones.
His eyes moved again, down to her shoulders, which were narrow and square, upon
which locks of jet black afro curls lay.  Then on to her breasts which were
large for a woman of her size. Jason was a breast and butt man and those
breasts, without a doubt could hold his attention. Continuing on, he took in
her flat stomach and tiny waist, down again, to the flare of her hips which
looked wide and accommodating. He couldn ’ t see her legs and feet as they were hidden, confined within
wide leg linen trousers and ballet pumps. As his eyes began to move up her body
he realized her breathing had changed; her chest was rising and falling in a
way that fascinated him. His eyes traveled up to meet hers once again; she was
no longer laughing, instead he realized he had her complete attention and what
she saw in his eyes, was no laughing matter.
    Their eyes
locked, Aviva ’ s heart
started a rapid tattoo as Jason tried to convey his thoughts while looking
deeply into her brown orbs. Flooded with an unexpected feeling of excitement
she broke the contact, unable or unwilling to accept what Jason ’ s look expressed. Aviva pushed the
cushion aside and rose quickly to her feet, excused herself in a mumbled tone
and made what she hoped was a dignified exit out the door. The word coward popped into her head, ‘ hell yeah ’ there, she admitted it, she was actually
running away in an attempt to distance herself from the look in his eyes, a
look, that for a moment felt as though it would overwhelm her.
    When the
door closed behind a quick exiting Aviva, Jason remembered that they had not
been alone. An intense quiet had descended, enshrouding the room. Turning his
head Jason found the two other occupants staring at him, looks of wonder as to
what they had just witnessed. He felt no need to explain himself; instead he
winked at them and took a seat in the exact place his little minx had vacated;
certain that she would be back very soon, and he couldn ’ t wait to see what was next.

Chapter 3
    Aviva ’ s rapid departure led her to her bedroom
where she closed the door and sat down on the bed with rapid breathing and a
panicked look on her face.  'Okay now,' she thought to herself, 'that
huge man was not looking at you like he wanted to gobble you up. Remembering
what Hope had said about his preference in women, Aviva placed that thought
in the forefront of her mind. With that thought established her heart-rate
began to slow to its normal tempo.
    With the
lowering of her pulse Aviva got a bit miffed. She knew she was being a coward
exiting the room so abruptly, but
she was determined that Jason not have a chance to view her as such. Standing up she started
pacing the room. There was no way in hell she was going to be the sort of woman
who ran away from a man who she had considerable doubts that she could handle.
As she continued pacing, she got an idea; rushing across the room she pulled
out the bag that contained two of the wedding gifts she had purchased for Steve
and Hope. Pulling the wrapping paper off the gifts she opened her door and
looked out. Seeing the coast was clear she quickly made her way down the stairs,
past the door where she had left the others and entered the kitchen.
    Drake was
sitting at