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of his Dad’s health. Quickly he got cleaned and dressed to go downstairs and start his day.
    He walked into the kitchen to find his Mother cleaning breakfast dishes. He kissed her on the cheek.
    “Good morning sweetheart. There’s a plate keeping warm for you in the oven. Did you sleep well?” his mother asked.
    “I sure did Momma,” he said eating a piece of perfectly crisped bacon.
    “Does it have anything to do with that Diane you took food to yesterday,” his mother asked. He just smiled. “Did she like the food?”
    Jack smiled. “You know she loved it. I had to force her to share.”
    “So, she’s no salad eater?”
    “No. She has a sweet tooth.” A huge smile broke out across his face thinking of her savoring the bites of pie.
    “Don’t fall for her too fast,” she said looking at her son with concern.
    “I didn’t say I was falling for her.”
    “You didn’t, but your smile did. You’ve practically picked out the ring and the names of the first three kids. I just want you thinking through everything.”
    “Momma, do you have a problem with Diane being African-American?”
    “Heck no child, I just hope you’re not falling in love with just a pretty face and a nice body again.”
    “Momma, I don’t tend to make the same mistake twice.”
    “If you say so Jack, I just don’t want you to be hurt. Take things slow.”
    “I’m late getting to work. I don’t want Dad to overexert himself.”
    “Uh-huh ,” she said to his back.
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    Friday seemed to take as long to pass as Thursday night did for Diane. And Thursday night took forever with the restless sleep and dreams fueled by memories of earthy masculine scents and steel hard abs. She was certain that Jack would at least call. It wasn’t so much that she was certain. It was more like she was hopeful that he would call. Her intention was to not answer if he did, but she wanted him to call. She wanted to know that his night was as restless as hers. Seven times she’d picked up the phone to call him under the guise of getting an update on her car. Seven times she showed restraint. She knew he’d see through the guise and figure out that she’d been thinking about him. She did not want him to know she’d been thinking of him because she did not want to be thinking of him.
    She rationalized that the only reason she was thinking so much about him was because there wasn’t anything else to do. She was stuck in her apartment with no transportation. Even if she had her car, where would she go? Everyone was out of town enjoying time with their families. After finding out she had made it home safely, her mother had informed her to call if there was an emergency or she’d come to her senses and was once again engaged to Dr. Insincere. That was no idle statement from her mother, it was a dictate. She knew her mother didn’t want her to call for chit chat and end the call abruptly.
    Dr. Insincere had not bothered to call either. He’d sent plenty of texts, which she read with the humor she assumed they were sent. ‘You’re the only woman I love’ coming from him surely that was a joke, right? The joke was Diane acting like she wanted that phone to ring with anybody other than Jack.
    She was frustrated with herself for hoping he would call. When she was with him she felt…she just felt. Inside there was no longer the feeling of being cold and isolated, instead she felt like giggles, and confetti, and bubbles. Her grandmother would say she was smitten. Her grandmother would have been right. She was smitten with a guy that she’d just met and seemed so very wrong for her. If he was so wrong, why did he feel so right?
    Maybe that was just it. Maybe it wasn’t that he was wrong for her, but that he felt so right so soon. When she was with him she felt like a totally different person than normal, but seemed so very much like her true self. She did not feel the need to try and be perfect, instead he made her feel like she was absolutely