She does. And you make a move on her.

"Come on in Kels," you tell Kelsea when she arrives at your front door, dressed in a tight white t-shirt and a tight pair of cutoff shorts, leaving you **** but to stare at her amazing legs.

"Nice place you have here John. I can't wait to explore a little more of it," she tells you, just a hint of sluttiness in her words that seemed to belie her sweet and innocent reputation.

"Whoa, hang on there Kelsea," you tease her as you sit on your couch with her, finally sitting down and actually getting to know her a little better.

"You know...I don't know if you're single or not...but I meant what I said that night we talked on the phone..." you tell her as you look deep into her eyes, a hand resting on her thigh as you test her to see if she will make a move to brush it away.

"I like to keep my personal life private, so maybe we should just let this be what it is," she whispers as she opens her legs slightly, shivering a bit in surprise when the hand on her thigh goes between them.

"Yes, but what is it Kelsea? Maybe I should kiss you, so we both know," you whisper in her ear as you kiss her, planting your lips onto hers as you go for broke, figuring you'd never have another chance like this.