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maybe a little, but not so much that I don’t still want
to try it.”
    “Okay.”  I released my breath through puffed cheeks, trying
to calm down the nervous tremors that were working their way across my entire
body, and considered the logistics. “How do you want to do this?  Should I come
there, or what?”
    Rolling his chair away from his desk, he patted his leg and
said, “Yeah, come over here and sit on my lap.”
    “You’re kidding, right?”
    “Nope.”
    Wiping my suddenly damp hands down the sides of my thighs, I
approached him slowly.
    He gave his lap another pat. “Park it, sister.”
    That made me laugh and I felt the smallest amount of tension
leave my body.  Finally arriving at his chair, I looked down into his grinning
face and settled myself awkwardly across his lap.  His right arm came up
immediately and encircled my waist and my left hand landed on his shoulder.
    Then we just looked at each other.
    “You’re making me want to laugh,” he said.
    “Laugh?  Why?”
    “Because you look like you just walked to your doom.”
    “I’m hoping that’s not the case.”
    He looked me in the eye and cupped my jaw, moving his thumb
gently back and forth across my cheek.  “Relax, honey,” he whispered.
    “Okay,” I whispered back. I moved my right hand to his chest
and didn’t relax at all.
    We took a simultaneous deep breath, both sets of eyelids
fluttering closed as we leaned toward each other, lips slightly parting. 
Contact was made and he began the kiss gently, slowly moving his mouth against
mine.  His lips were pleasantly warm and firm - but I didn’t feel that tingling
I usually got when I kissed someone. What I felt was absolutely nothing. 
Remembering I was expected to participate in this endeavor, I put some effort
into returning his kiss.
    I noted he had some technique going for him but, still,
nothing.
    Using his lips to further part mine, he slid his tongue
smoothly into my mouth. Oh, God . Knowing it was Jack’s tongue in my
mouth felt way beyond strange and I suddenly wanted to laugh.  My lips stopped
moving and my eyes flew wide open, only to find myself staring directly into
his. 
    He withdrew his tongue as the first signs of laughter started
at our still-joined lips.  Full-blown hilarity ensued as we pulled our faces
apart.
    “Oh my God!” he exclaimed, bursting into laughter.
    “Worst. Kiss. Ever!” I proclaimed through my own giggling.
    “Hey! I’ve never had any complaints!” he said, as
indignantly as he could, considering how hard he was laughing.
    “Well, you’ll never be able to say that again!” I
choked out, muffling my own laughter against his neck.
    Jack started laughing so hard, he let out an unexpected
snort, which set us both off into further gales.
    Eventually we began to settle down, with only minor residual
outbursts. Both of his arms were around me, his hand was rubbing my back, and
my cheek was on his shoulder, lips against his neck.  We stayed like that for a
while and I realized how completely comfortable I felt in this position - and
there wasn’t any place in the world I’d rather be at that moment.
    “You smell good,” I murmured into his neck.
    His gave me a squeeze. “So do you,” he said, pressing a kiss
onto the top of my head.
    Neither one of us seemed to be in any hurry to move from our
little cocoon, so we stayed like that a little while longer, each of us lost in
our own thoughts.
    “Jack?”
    “Hmmm?”
    “Would it be wrong of me to say that I’m a little
disappointed?”
    Another squeeze, another kiss on the top of the head. “No,
it wouldn’t be wrong.  I’m a little disappointed myself.”

Chapter 4
     
    A few minutes later, Jack gave me a hug and a pat that
signaled our quiet time was over.  I lifted my head from his shoulder and hoped
my tears of laughter hadn’t screwed up my mascara too badly.
    “You have black stuff all under your eyes.”
    Wiping my dry fingers underneath my eyes, I looked at