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"Hi, I'm Jack Devondale

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"Hi, I'm Jack Devondale."

I'm at a loss for words. My throat is literally dry from staring at him.

I don't know how long I stayed open mouthed and dazed but by the time I do choose to reply I'm pretty sure it was well past awkward.

"A-Addie Bennett." I manage to say.

There was something about Jack. It wasn't just because he's alluringly handsome. No. Not just that. I couldn't quite place my finger on it but there was something about him that made him stick out.

For some odd reason, I see his bright eyes dilate at my words. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Would you like some punch?"

"Oh, yes please. Do you work here?" I ask not realizing how idiotic that question was because I was feeling light headed all of a sudden. He obviously didn't work here. If anything, Jack looks like he's about to steal Mister Grayson title for the biggest benefactor.

Jack let's out a deep chuckle that triggers a memory from a few nights back. There's no doubt about it. He's the same guy I danced with. "No but I wouldn't mind serving you a drink."

He pours us both a drink and hands me a glass.

A knowing look crosses his god given face. "You're wearing a very beautiful dress by the way."

I thank him and smile. "You're a Devondale? Does that mean you own the old property in town?"

Jack nods the ever present smile playing at his lips. "The very one."

"I like that house." I tell him honestly remembering the times that I would jog along that street just to get a good look of it.

A pleasant sounding laugh comes out of Jack. "You don't have to pretend. I know the house is a mess."

"It's definitely old but it has a certain charm to it."

He shakes his head a smirk now showing. "You're truly something Addie Bennett."

I fight the blush on my cheeks and change the subject before I embarrass myself. "Did you just recently move?"

"Yes. My family and I visit every few years." He explains drinking from his glass. "That's definitely spiked."

"Are you with family now?" I ask curious to know if he's the same guy I saw from the other night.

"Just me this time."

Jack leads us to a table at the back of the event. He tells me about his interest in becoming a better benefactor for the town.

"A better benefactor? Are you already one?"

He nods eyes never leaving mine. "My parents are. I plan to expand it."

Time seems to stop every time our eyes meet and I can't help but smile at that. "That's really nice of you. My mom would love that. Do you still go to school?"

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