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getting exactly what I want seem slim to none.  Our young little relationship would be ruined.  Sure, we would both get a good time out of the ruination, but I kind of like Tuck too much to fuck and duck, which is what I normally do with guys.  The duck part being where I duck out of his house before morning so that I don’t have to have the whole So I’ll call you dance.  Because I never called.  Never. 
              So I decide to do what any other red-blooded American woman would do in my situation - deny my attraction to Tuck.  If I’m in denial, I still get to enjoy his hotness on a regular basis.  “Yeah, that would be good.  I’m just gonna run in and change into some old clothes.”  I motion with a jerk of my head for him to follow me into the house.  I run to my room and throw on some old clothes – a pair of cut offs, a tank top, and my old cowboy boots.  I had learned my lesson about working on cars in flip flops; a broken toe ensured that I learned the hard way.  I walk out of my bedroom as I pull my hair into a sloppy bun.  I take just a moment to enjoy Tuck’s reaction to my mechanic garb.
              “Shit, you are hot!”  He is frozen in place, eyes wide and mouth hanging open.  I feel a quiver race down my body as I watch the range of emotions flicker on his face as his eyes scan my body.  Shock, lust, horniness, lust, horniness.  I smirk at his blatant perusal of my body as I watch his eyes darken into the color of stormy water.  This guy is too hot for his own good.
              I clear my throat pointedly.  “If you’re finished?” I smile to let him know that I didn’t mind his reaction to me at all.  What girl doesn’t like to feel that she is hot, especially by a hot guy?  Not a single one.  I most assuredly am not going to be the one to take umbrage at his compliment. 
              He clears his throat and snaps out of his trance.  He flashes me a smile that could very easily make me agree to do anything.  “I don’t know if I’ll ever be finished, but we can get to work if you want.  Lead the way, boss.”
     

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    Tuck
     
                  Kori O’Malley just might be the hottest, most beautiful girl I have ever met.  I’m wracking my brain trying to think of somebody hotter, but I’m drawing a complete blank.  She has Megan Fox beat, and the girl from last year’s Sport’s Illustrated Swimsuit Edition is no competition for her either.  Knockout.  And a personality to go with it.  I’ve got to find out if she is seeing somebody.  I know that I’m not the type of guy who typically dates, but for this girl I would be willing to make an exception.  When she walked out of her room in those short cutoffs and boots, I thought I was going to bust my shorts.  So damn beautiful.  Most girls would have blushed and been embarrassed at my evident reaction, but not Kori.  She’s without a doubt one-of-a-kind.  I almost like her too much to even attempt to ask her out.  Of course I want to fuck her, but I think she might just be more than that.  At the same time, I’m afraid that I would just screw up any attempt at a relationship with her, and then I probably wouldn’t be able to hang around her.  And even though we haven’t known each other for very long, there’s something about her that draws me to her.  I would hate to screw up a friendship just because I’m an asshole.  It would be best to keep everything strictly platonic.  But dammit, I want her.  I want to hold her and taste her and feel her from the inside. 
              I jerk myself out of my Kori-induced trance and follow her to a shed in the backyard.  I watch intently as she opens a large tool cabinet and deftly plucks tools out.  She lines her tools up neatly on a small crash cart and takes down a creeper that is hanging from hooks on the wall. 
              “Will you