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see me. He gives me his big beautiful smile. "Miss Wright, I missed you yesterday."
    My butterflies fly away as my tummy lurches so hard I almost pee my pants. Fucking A! He is hotter than I remember! The light from the hall shines in his eyes and on his hair. They really are bright emerald green! And it really does give a halo effect! My mouth waters.
    Managing somehow to keep my composure, I look past him into his apartment and see that it's dark. "Is this a bad time?"
    As he studies my outfit, the basket on my arm, and the bottle of wine in my hand, I study his face in greater detail. His dark, almost black, eyebrows accentuate his eyes to perfection. His white teeth stand out against his tanned skin and are perfectly straight. His lips…. How could I have missed his lips yesterday? They are defined, perfectly shaped, but not full, and not tight; they are goldilocks perfect. They are just right. I lick my own.
    He inhales the scent of the cookies. "Of course not. Please come in." He turns the lights back on and pulls the door all the way open, gesturing for me to enter. When I walk in, I pause just inside. "I can always find time for a beautiful woman who comes knocking on my door bearing gifts of cookies and wine." The tone of his deep voice envelopes and caresses my ears. His hands brush my skin and I feel the tingle he gives me as he lifts the basket off my arm and takes the wine out of my hand. As he walks away, I watch his perfect physique. I notice several very nice things. One, he is wearing a flight suit. Two that flight suit shows off his perfect v-shaped body. Three that flight suit shows off his killer, perfect, coffee bean shaped ass too. A fucking fine feast! When he is in the kitchen, he motions for me join him. "I'm sorry, but I can't enjoy a glass with you right now of this…" He holds the wine bottle away so he can read the label. "…fine Merlot. I'm flying tonight, but I will definitely give you a raincheck." He sets it on the counter with the basket of cookies. "I will be happy to devour these delicious morsels with you now though. Would you like a glass of milk?"
    I laugh to myself. Men! They are suckers for milk and cookies. I walk up to the counter watching how comfortable he is in his new apartment. He has made himself right at home in a matter of hours. He gestures to one of the bar stools so I sit. He grabs two lowball glasses without waiting for my answer, and the milk from the refrigerator, then pours us both a glass. He stands on the opposite side, takes a cookie, dunks it in his milk, then plops it in his mouth whole. "Yum." He says as he closes his eyes. "Have one. They are delicious."
    I stare at his mouth working on the cookie. The motion of his lips pushes an 'on' button I didn't know I had. Yum, your lips! They form a perfect heart shape. The thought of sucking his bottom lip fills my mind and I bite my own staring fascinated and captivated. Deliciousness. When he swallows, they stop moving, then they begin to part slightly, spreading over his teeth into a 'sexy as hell' smile. I lift my eyes to find him watching me through hooded lids. The desire I see there sends a hot wave coursing through me and I blush, busted , but I smile back. Like minds are a good thing.
    He picks another cookie up. "Here. Like this." His eyes hold mine as he dunks it. Then my eyes fall to his open mouth, as he slowly inserts it between his sexy lips again, but this time, he allows more tongue to greet it. As he lays the cookie on his flat tongue, and slowly draws it into his mouth, another wave of desire crashes over me. My breathing quickens.
    Despite the fact that I know he is looking for my reaction, I can't control myself. Watching his lips move as he chews makes me bite my lip again. Damn, he pushes my 'on' buttons.
    He chuckles as he picks up another cookie and hands it to me. "Your turn. Let me see what you can do with it."
    My eyes twinkle at him. Yes. Let me show you what I can do with a cookie. Let me