Falling From Disgrace
jungle cat, a sly grin creeping up on his features. Adrianna took the time to admire his physique once more and the way his skin was still glistening with sweat from their activity. 
     
    “Adrianna,” he whispered when there was just a sliver of space between them.  Adrianna’s hand came up to rest on his abdominal muscles but she didn’t push him away.  He leaned down to continue in her ear.  “Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy that as much as I did.  I’d like to do it again and I know you would, too.  Give me your number so I can call you.  Let me take you out, get to know you more, and then bring you back to my bed again.” 
     
    Adrianna shivered as his warm breath tickled her ear and when he ran one finger down the side of her neck she almost caved.  Almost.
     
    “No,” she told him.
     
    Jack was determined though and he moved his lips from her ear to kiss her once again.  It was that same deep, sensuous kiss he gave her when they first got back to his apartment and Adrianna was defenseless against it.  She surrendered to it, leaning her body into his and sighing at the way his tongue moved against hers.  While she contemplated going back to his room for one more round before she went home, she didn’t notice that Jack was secretly using one hand to dig through her purse at her side.  He continued to kiss her until his fingers closed around the object he was searching for.
     
    Quickly, before Adrianna could realize what he was doing, Jack pulled away from her and used her cell phone to dial his number.  When she figured out his plan, she reached out to snatch her phone away from him but Jack held it high over his head and hit the call button.
     
    “Give me my phone, Jack!” Adrianna demanded, but it was too late.  She could hear his phone ringing from somewhere in his bedroom.
     
    With a satisfied grin, Jack hit the end button and then held it out for Adrianna to retrieve.
     
    “There,” he boasted.  “Now I have your number.”
     
    Adrianna scowled as she put her phone away.  “You’re impossible.”
     
    “I’m clever,” he retorted. 
     
    With another shake of her head and exasperated sound, Adrianna turned to leave but Jack stopped her again.
     
    “It’s after three a.m., how are you getting home?” he asked.
     
    “I’ll walk.  It isn’t far.”
     
    “Are you crazy?  You think I’m going to let you walk home at this hour by yourself?  I have a car, let me get dressed and I’ll drive you.”
     
    Without waiting for an answer Jack took her hand and led her back into his room.  He wasn’t going to risk her taking off while he went to find clothes and he was pretty sure she’d do that given the chance.  While he dressed, Adrianna stood with her arms crossed, looking annoyed.  Jack wondered what her deal was.  He didn’t think she was trying to pretend to be the chick that was cool with casual hook-ups just to appeal to a man and then get all clingy the next day.  He was good at reading people and he was sure Adrianna wasn’t one to play games like that.  But what could it be?  Burned by a previous boyfriend?  Troubled past?  Whatever the case was, he really did like her and he was going to find out why she didn’t think she was the type he’d want to see again.
     
    “Ready?” he asked when he was back in his bar uniform of black Dickies and a black t-shirt.
     
    “You really don’t have to do this,” Adrianna said as she followed him out of the apartment.  They made their way back down to the street and then Jack took her hand to cross over to the parking garage where his car was housed.
     
    “I know I don’t have to do this,” he replied.  “I’m not trying to put up a front here and pretend to be a gentleman.  Yeah, I slept with you after we just met but I am a good guy.  I’d like to have the chance to show you that.”
     
    They found his car and Adrianna was surprised to see that it was a new Challenger. Granite grey, it
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