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she was feeling, and had been feeling throughout the night. She was also awake and drinking coffee and staring into an almost empty refrigerator and considering going to the diner for food.
    She took a look at her watch, it was barely five thirty. She could go for a half hour run then duck into the diner. She would make it back in time to shower and head out the door. Her body was brimming with anxious energy and she was feeling the effects of too little sleep, some exercise would help her calm down and give her some healthy energy all at once.
    She hastily tossed on running shorts, a sports bra and tank and shoes. She wound her hair up into a loose knot and tucked some cash into her bra top before heading outside.
    The sun was barely up, peeking over the tops of the buildings and lighting the streets. Sleepy-eyed commuters stared at her from bus and car windows, tourists with bleary faces staggered down the streets pulling suitcases, heading in or out of town. Food carts opened their doors and windows, sending the smell of coffee and doughnuts, eggs and cheese out into the air.
    Horns honked and her breath rattled in and out of her mouth. The streets blurred past and she found herself stretching out, enjoying the feel of her muscles gaining oxygen rich blood. She finished running five blocks from her destination and slowed to a walk, letting her breathing come back to normal as she strode along.
    The diner was open but not yet busy and she walked to the counter to place her order, her eyes going to the handsome man with the red running shorts and the sweat stained tee shirt already in the line. Below his baseball cap his black hair was soaked and curling slightly, just as she stepped up he turned around and she stared in dismay into his face.
    “Good morning,” Blake said, doing his best to keep his eyes at her face. That was hard though, it was already warm outside and she had been running hard from the looks of it, so hard that her tank and shorts were stuck to her body, outlining her magnificent figure. “Nice day for a run.”
    Great, this was just what she needed first thing—to run into this guy, Jenna said, “Yes it was. Are you finished? I need to order.”
    He stepped back but before she could pay for her food he had. She glared at him but he seemed to be immune to the power of her angry eye look. In fact, the infuriating man had the nerve to say, “You look cute when you are sweaty and pissed off. Maybe you should be that way more often.”
    Jenna was too hungry to just walk out so she waited for her order, grabbed her bag from the girl behind the counter and stormed out. Blake looked at the girl who said, “Wow, like not even a thanks dude, that is harsh.”
    “Yeah it is. Good thing you do not serve caviar and steak. I would have been broke and crushed.”
    There were people behind him so he took his own bag and followed in Jenna’s wake. He had to admit that it was not a bad place to be; from where he was he could see her tight ass cheeks lifting and dropping with each step. That view alone was worth the cost of her meal.
    He caught up to her as she was unlocking the door to her building and she paused when his hand touched her arm. “Listen, about last night, I know I was an asshole for just leaving you like that.”
    Jenna looked away, embarrassed and nervous. “It’s okay. We’re both adults.”
    “I know that’s not something you do often.”
    Jenna did not have to ask how he knew; her body had showed him that truth. “No, it’s not. I have to get ready for work now.”
    His hand was causing electric tingles to run along her spine and when he moved it she wished he would put it back. “I’ll see you there,” he said then turned away.
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    Jenna stared at the building as she approached, her brows knit together. There were police cars out front, had they caught the embezzler so easily then? That was a relief, that meant that life could get back to normal and she could stop worrying that