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later then.”
    “ Yeah, see you later.” George scrunched up his paper cup and threw it into the recycling bin.
    She took some more water, smiling as a couple of joggers went by and waved to her. As they went by, her eyes were caught by one of the joggers beyond them , half way across the mezzanine.
    He was tall, at least a couple of inches over six feet and stood out among the other joggers. For someone so tall and powerful looking, his movements were sleek and sinuous; much like the agile grace of a panther on the prowl.
    As he jogged closer, she was momentarily mesmerized by his toned body; those firm sleek muscles flexing with every step. He was dressed in a grey T-shirt and black shorts. The black shorts were fitted but loose, but it stretched taunt against his thighs as he moved. And for a moment taunt against his groin. She couldn’t tear her gaze away. His thighs were lightly matted with dark hair and for one crazy moment, she could actually imagine those thighs rubbing against her own as he slid between her legs. That instant was all it took for heat to rush over her, and desire suddenly knotted in her belly and between her legs.
    Her head snapped up, mortified at her own thoughts, but looking up might not have been the best action at that moment, for she suddenly found herself looking straight at him. From a distance, he was really good looking, but up close, he was even more incredibly attractive. Chiseled masculine features, with bright azure blue eyes and black hair that gave the slightest curl just at the nape of his neck were too much. Her heart went into overdrive. Instead of slowing down to normal, it was speeding up again.
    He was coming closer, and he was looking straight at her. His eyes seemed to look right into her very being. She wanted to look away and dismiss him, but she couldn’t. Her eyes were held captive. Her breathing was rugged as if she had run miles more.
    She was determined not to show that his direct gaze was unnerving her. A hint of amusement lit those his eyes as they moved over her slowly; taking in the fitted white T-shirt and black fitted shorts she wore. His eyes lingered especially long on her legs, as if he was imaging them wrapped around his waist. When he finished looking over her, she felt naked and exposed.
    He jogged past her and her eyes seemed to have a will of their own as they followed him, following those legs and his ass looked so firm and tight. She should get going. She chided herself. She had work to do. And besides, she didn’t want to be caught still staring when he came around again. She quickly drank the water and tossed the scrunched cup. Turning with resolution, she headed for the change rooms and a shower.
     
     
    When she walked into her office, the fragrant aroma of coffee filled the air. On her desk was a surprise. A tall cup of coffee from Joe’s Café and a paper bag filled with a couple of Joe’s delicious zucchini muffins. Jeff. She smiled at the thought. 
    She took a sip of the hot coffee and reached for the phone. It rang just as she was picking it up.
    “Hello?”
    “ Good morning.”
    She smiled, recognizing Jeff’s voice. “Good morning; you must be psychic.”
    “ How so?”
    “ I was just about to call you.”
    “ Yeah? What about?”
    “ Well, I was sitting down and enjoying some delicious coffee and a zucchini muffin, left on my desk by a secret admirer.”
    “ Are you?” She could hear the smile in his voice.
    “ Mmm. Some wonderful guy must have left it here. I’m wondering how to thank him.”
    “ How about a weekend in bed?” He said suggestively.
    She laughed. “I’m not that grateful.”
    He sighed in exaggerated disappointment. “Well, it was worth a try.”
    “ How about dinner? On Sunday?”
    “ With your parents?”
    “ You know the drill.” She teased.
    “ Yeah,” He laughed softly.
    “ I hope you don’t mind, but this Sunday is going to be a little crowded. My parents have several couples coming over.