What took her by surprise was that she knew him. Like she had with Max the driver only ten times as intense.  She felt that they had met before. Suddenly Jaymi remembered why he looked so familiar. She had dreamt about him too many times to count. Sometimes her dreams contained his entire face or sometimes his face was blurred with the exception of his eyes. In that moment, she felt as if she had just woken up after one of those many dreams and her hands began to shake involuntarily and instantaneously making the dirty book jitter and bounce, only slightly but enough to be noticed.  

He was taller than her, which didn’t take much, but not tall by any means. He was toned but not muscular. Then he looked right at her and she felt her cheeks turn pink. She could tel...

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