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eat.”
    â€œAnd Hank,” she added.
    Even though it was the last thing he wanted to do, Jack laughed. For the first time in months.
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    The man kept staring at her. Oh, he’d tried not to be too obvious about it, but four times now Lizzie had caught Jack watching her mouth.
    Egad! She probably had a Chinese noodle hanging off her chin. Her fingertips immediately zipped to the area, but thankfully she found no strings. Just in case, she grabbed a napkin and swiped at her mouth to remove any latent residue.
    He glanced up from his bowl again and this time his eyes homed in on her breasts. Lizzie immediately looked down at her chest, expecting to find a nice brown blob smeared on the borrowed T-shirt. She always seemed to miss her mouth, very odd since it was a more than adequate size.
    Nope, no blob. Just cotton. Fairly transparent cotton that didn’t come close to hiding the fact she was still a bit chilled.
    Sheesh. Is that what he’d noticed? Well, if so, she’d just have to cover the evidence.
    Sitting back in the chair, Lizzie folded her armsacross her breasts. “That hit the spot. Not exactly my favorite, but I feel much better now.”
    â€œGood,” he muttered, dropping his gaze to his food.
    â€œI’m really not that opposed to meat unless it’s beef. I love cows. My grandfather named his herd after the grandchildren. Then one day I learned we were having my cousin, Bernie, for Sunday dinner. Literally. Well, not literally. The cow named Bernie. That was the end of that. No more beef for me.”
    Jack murmured something Lizzie couldn’t quite discern. Obviously he wasn’t too willing to join in the conversation. She wouldn’t let that stop her. “There are lots of replacements for beef, though. Take ground turkey, for instance. Have you had any?”
    He glanced up for a moment then resumed pushing the last of his disgusting stew around in his bowl. “Not in a while.”
    â€œOh, so you have had some?”
    â€œOf course.”
    â€œThen I assume you’d agree that it’s not so different from having a regular hamburger.”
    His gaze snapped up. “Huh?”
    â€œYou know, a big juicy hamburger with all the fixings. Yum, yum.”
    He frowned. “That’s a weird comparison.”
    â€œWhy? When considering ground turkey versus ground beef, I’d say it was an accurate comparison.”
    â€œTurkey? You were asking me about turkey?”
    â€œYes, what did you think I was…?” Reality dawned through Lizzie’s own confusion. This was sorich. “Wait a minute, you thought I was asking you if you’ve had any….” She couldn’t finish her sentence, or contain her laughter.
    Jack didn’t laugh nor did he look at all amused. “I obviously misunderstood you.”
    â€œObviously. Did you really think I would ask you about your sex life?”
    â€œMy mistake.”
    She leaned forward and propped a cheek on her palm. “Well, do you have one?”
    He looked away but not before she saw discomfort in his eyes. “I don’t want to go there.”
    Oh, but Lizzie wanted to. She wanted to know more about him since they would be sharing their time for a while, and whatever else they might decide to share. She was suddenly very warm. “I imagine a man like you has certain needs to fulfill. And I imagine there are plenty of women at your beck and call to take care of those needs. You know, a woman in every port.”
    After pushing his bowl to one side, he clasped his hands in front of him and stared at her. “Think what you will, but I don’t care to discuss my love life.”
    â€œThen you do have a love life.”
    â€œNot anything to write home about.” He looked as if he’d regretted making that admission. Lizzie was glad he had. At least now she didn’t feel so alone in her celibacy.
    â€œI can relate,” she said. “My love