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hers.  “Lila.”
    Lila stood tall.  He followed.  His eyes instinctively traveled her body, and hers did the same to his.  He was decked out in a four-piece suit and flawless Italian shoes.  A bit overdressed for The Clever Crimsons, but that was the Jack she’d always remembered.  Always dressed to the nines regardless of the occasion, making the mere mortals around him look like complete and utter slobs in the process.
    He was tall, dark, and utterly Greek. His dark hair was longer, still sharp and professional, but just a touch longer than she’d ever seen it. Enough to show a hint of a curl that Lila never knew he had.  He’d also grown a beard, but he kept it neat, shaved close.  Those deep-set, brown eyes were still as serious and intense as she remembered and still set fire to every part of her body they touched.  At the moment, they were touching her all over, in all her weakest spots. Not an inch of her body was spared as he took her in, lingering at every secret dip that he knew could make her beg. Scream. Cum. He took his time as if trying to memorize every inch of her.  He knew the atlas of her body well, taking in her hot spots with such depth in his eyes that it felt like he had his hands all over her.
    When their eyes met once more, he had to breathe in deep.  Slow.
    He was nervous too.  Lila was relieved.  Jack had always been good at hiding his nerves.  They’d never suited him, but today, they shone brightly.
    The champagne glass he’d been cradling all afternoon began rotating under his fingers, the amber liquid offsetting his olive skin beautifully.  His eyes searched hers, and he found himself bringing the glass absently to his lips.
    Lila couldn’t help smiling.  “What are you doing?  You hate that stuff.”
    He gazed down at the champagne glass still dancing under his fingers, wincing as the bubbles went down his throat. “You remember that?” His eyes grew intense as he looked back up from under his eyelids.
    “Of course I do. You wouldn’t go anywhere near it back home.  The only time I ever saw you swallow a drop of champagne was when…” Lila had to stop herself.
    He didn’t need her to finish.  When I was licking it off your naked body? His eyes came alive.  Mercifully, he managed to bite his tongue.  There was no need for elaboration anyhow.  His eyes said everything neither of them could.
    She looked up into the sky playfully, and then back down at him.   “I thought I might see you here.”
    He held his arms out.  “Here I am.”
    “You look good, Jack.  Really good.”
    “Thank you.”  His acceptance was gracious, if not a bit cold.
    Lila struggled with the silence. “So… what are you doing for work these days?”
    “I run a non-profit organization for blind orphan girls in Southeast Asia.”
    Lila covered her heart with her hand. “Really?”
    The smirk, though a far cry from the gleaming smile she knew lived somewhere in the deepest parts of him, lit up his face.  “No.”
    She immediately shoved him, becoming instantly embarrassed by her actions.  They didn’t know each other well enough for her to put her hands on him, even playfully.  Not anymore.
    Jack took the blow in stride, licking his lips.  “I’m a lawyer, Lila. It’s what I do. It’s all I’ll ever know how to be.  Didn’t you tell me that once?”
    She crossed her arms over her chest.  “Not that I can recall.”
    “Hm…” He licked his lips again.
    “Stop looking at me like that.”
    “How?”  He blinked lazily.  “How am I looking at you?”
    Lila looked around her.  He was looking at her like he wanted to eat her alive.  Like he was a ravenous man who’d happened upon a tenderloin.  He was looking at her like he knew what her pussy tasted like, because he’d already licked every inch.
    “It’s been a long time.” He held his breath and waited until her eyes were on his once more.  “Why?”
    Lila swallowed as the wave of emotion she’d been