The road to love (editing!!)

Synopsis

Have you ever been stuck in traffic, minding your own business, when you look over and see your ultimate, dream car being driven by a dream guy? This is what happens to Jessica Jones on the way to work... Suddenly dream guy, player Dean Parker, seems to be everywhere... in traffic, at her work, even at the club she visits with a friend... but when she starts seeing him with another girl in his car a few mornings, her hopes are shattered and she believes him to live up to his player status. Yet... he smiles at her in traffic, flirts with her at her office and slow dances with her in the club. Is there more to the story? How can he have someone in his life and yet steal kisses (and more) from her the way he does? And why is her mother acting so weird at the mention of Dean's family name? Jessica is hot and bothered by Dean and his effect on her... but is she supposed to be HIS dream woman too? Add to that an ex who's determined to win Jessica back for his own purposes, well...

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"No way!" I turned my head to him in surprise, realizing too late how close that action would bring us. I froze. My mouth went dry and I licked my lips, trying to get some moisture back there. Dean's eyes dropped to my mouth and I saw his eyes darken slightly, before he looked back up to meet my eyes again. I tried to swallow to get some moisture to my voice, while my heart betrayed me by beating erratically. "Um," I started, desperately thinking of a way to get out of this suddenly tension filled situation. "I think I'm ok for that faster dance now."

Deantook a quick glance at my lips once more, before he got up and took my handwithout saying a word, leading me back onto the dance floor. To my dismay, the DJ started playing a more sensualsong, though still with a faster beat than the one we had danced tobefore. Someone bumped into Dean just ashe pulled me into his arms, effectively pushing him much closer to me than wewould have been. I could feel his bodyagainst mine from my hips to my breasts, his hard muscle against my softwomanly curves. I looked up into his eyes as he took my arms and draped themaround his neck, before placing his hands on my hips. "Don't think, just move to the music, Jes" hetold me as he started moving against me.