Chapter 8

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Clinton's POV

Date: 11/22/15

Location: Clinton's House

Time: 5:47 P.M.

     I just finished working with a filly baby, and she's doing great in her training, but it is now time for dinner.

     I take my keys out of my pocket, put the keys in the lock, and unlock the door to my house. I close it behind me, and take my boots off.

     Forgetting about Jessica staying here, it startled me when I heard her shuffling through her things in her room.

     "Hello." I say knocking on her door.

     "Oh, hey." She says abruptly looking at me, "Sorry, I thought you were someone else for some reason."

     "Oh it's alright. What would you like for dinner?" I say as I look deeply in her eyes. It was then that I realized, that I haven't seen her face from all the dirt on it. She's beautiful, with blonde hair, and brunette highlights. Her bright blue eyes twinkle like the stars. She looks to fragile, and so thin, but looks physically fit.

     "Um, it's all good to me, whatever you want." She says taking her bag off of the bed, and onto the floor.

     "What kind of food do you like? We can call it in." I say leaning against the door way.

     "Well, I like Chinese food, pizza, Japanese food, any burger joint, I pretty much like anything, besides sushi, I don't really care for sushi." She says in a sweet way.

     "Okay, how about chinese?" I say with a smirk.

     "Perfect." She smiles.

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