That was surprisingly simple. Though a part of him worried if the man had approached her for sex. Wasn’t that why men talked to women in bars? Had they slept together? Oh God. You didn’t have to kiss to have sex. Jack’s stomach suddenly tightened at the idea of her with Harrison like that, and the reason behind her attraction to Jack was because he looked so much like him.
He kept the fears down, though.
“That’s… wow. That’s good…!” he said, hating how lame he sounded. “He said he’s a CEO too… that’s impressive. No wonder he dressed to sharply.”
She shrugged, not really so impressed by the state of his dress. She leaned forward towards him, smirking a bit. “I find myself liking loose fitting shirts and turtlenecks so much better.”
Jack blushed, but smiled, before leaning in and brushed her nose with his. “Good thing I like shapeless hospital gowns.” he teased back, before kissing her lips softly. “Or anything you wear.”
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