Jennifer was not one to let her fear show. She had learned that much from foster care. How she wished she had the right to close the gap between her and Mr. Gorgeous.<br/><br/>"I'm from, ah,, town and I was, ah, taking a walk and I, ah, got lost." she could feel the heat flooding her cheeks.<br/><br/>Clearing her throat, she tried again but the heat from his body removed her chill, like a warm fire place, like home. Taking a deep breath and blinking rapidly, she said, with a lift of her chin,<br/><br/>"I'm Jennifer. I'm have to get back home now. My mother will be worried when I'm not back. I have to go to ballet lessons."<br/><br/>Oh, God, she was losing herself in his eyes.<br/><br/>"So, I'm like a rich kid, you know , from town. I have these really boring ballet lessons. My mom makes me go."<br/><br/>His beautiful eyes narrowed and he pressed his body a little closer to hers. When his one eyebrow raised, she felt like a rock had hit the bottom of her stomach. He must see through her lies.<br/><br/>She was small and she was quick. In a flash, she had ducked under his arm, dancing just out of his reach.  Now she could breathe and the blood returned to her brain.<br/><br/>"I haven't seen you around before," Jennifer kept up her bluff, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She wanted to be prepared just in case he tried to pin her against another tree. (God, please, let him do that again. It was soooooooo hot.)<br/><br/>Tilting her head to one side, like a tiny sparrow regarding a giant cat, she made the mistake of waiting for his response.