Quite Evening

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The sun dipped below the horizon as Emma stepped out of her café, her shift finally coming to an end. She was eager for the evening ahead, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. She had carefully chosen an outfit, a casual yet stylish ensemble that made her feel comfortable and confident. With a bag slung over her shoulder containing a change of clothes and some movie snacks, she embarked on the journey to Jack's house.

Stopping by the grocery store, she wandered the aisles, picking out a variety of snacks for the movie night. Popcorn, chocolates, and a bag of her favorite gummy candies found their way into her basket. Finally, she checked out and continued her journey, her heart racing with anticipation.

Arriving at Jack's house, she was greeted by David, Jack's assistant, who welcomed her warmly and ushered her in. David informed her that Jack was in a meeting and encouraged her to make herself at home. As she wandered through the house, she couldn't help but notice the childhood pictures of Jack on the wall, each one telling a different story of his past.

After about ten minutes, she heard footsteps approaching. Turning, she found Jack emerging from his office, dressed in a plaid white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and brown pants that emphasized his rugged charm. The sight of him made her heart skip a beat, and she couldn't help but admire how effortlessly handsome he looked.

Their eyes met, and a brief but charged moment passed between them. Jack broke the silence, his voice warm and inviting. "Hey, glad you made it. I'll just need a few minutes to change. Feel free to get comfortable."

Emma nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as he disappeared into his room. She glanced around the room, her eyes landing on the movie collection. She spotted a classic romance film that seemed fitting for the evening: "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind."

As Emma settled onto the couch, she found herself fidgeting, unsure of where to place her hands. She tried to calm her racing heart, reminding herself that she was just there to have a good time. Moments later, Jack emerged, and her breath caught in her throat.

He looked effortlessly handsome, his shirt highlighting the contours of his arms, and his brown pants complementing his rugged charm. He smiled, that same smile that had captivated her from the beginning, and she felt herself melting under his gaze.

"Hey," he said softly, his eyes locked onto hers.

"Hey," she replied, her voice a bit breathless.

Jack gestured to the movie, his expression playful. "I hope you picked out a good one."

She nodded, her confidence returning. "Definitely. 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.' It's a classic."

They settled onto the couch, Emma making sure to leave some space between them. As the movie began, they found themselves sitting close, their shoulders brushing against each other. After a while, as if aware of the growing tension, they shifted slightly, putting a bit more space between them.

As the movie played on, the atmosphere between them was comfortable, a sense of connection and shared enjoyment enveloping them. Emma's eyes grew heavy, and despite her efforts to stay awake, she felt herself slipping into a light slumber.

Jack noticed her head resting against the back of the couch, her breathing steady. A soft smile tugged at his lips as he watched her peaceful expression. Gently, he reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He whispered, more to himself than to her, "What are you doing to me, baby?"

Leaning down, he pressed a light kiss to her forehead, a tender gesture filled with unspoken emotion. Ensuring she was comfortable, he returned to his seat, watching over her as she slept.

Moments later, Emma stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She instinctively touched the spot where Jack had kissed her, her heart racing. "Even I don't know, Jack. Even I don't know," she murmured softly to herself.

With a contented sigh, she settled back into the couch, and fell asleep

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