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Chapter 17 by crackjaw crackjaw

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She waits patiently for Ashton

Fifteen minutes went by without any incident, and while she noticed a few stares, nobody went after her. ‘Should I be offended or relieved that I haven’t been hit on?’ Hannah mused, mostly in jest, before getting off her seat and greeting a nervous, smiling Ashton who approached her, dressed in a business casual shirt and wearing new cologne, she noticed. He had taken an effort too.

“Sorry, you know how my work is. I tried letting them know I needed the evening off, but when last minute stuff happens it’s so hard… At least I managed to get away before they convinced me to stay for the night!” He chuckled, before she reassured him by placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Hey there, easy. It’s alright,” she smiled at him. “I haven’t been waiting long. Don’t worry.”

He took a deep breath, then smiled back at her, visibly calming down. “Thanks!” he said, before his eyes glanced down at her. {if Branch2DressOn = True}“Oh wow, you look really, um… Nice. Your dress, I mean. Ah…” He spoke before looking away, a little embarrassed. “What I mean is, you look really pretty tonight.”

“Aww, thanks!” Hannah ran a hand over her dress. “I put in a bit extra effort.” He paused, hesitating before she asked him while slightly lowering her voice, “do I look hot?”

“Really hot!” He blurted out, seemingly without thinking. Then his face went red and he mumbled “... I really like the bare shoulders. Looks good on you.”

His reaction made her grin. “Glad you like it!” She offered her shoulder to him. “Give them a kiss?”

His face lit up, even red as it was, and he approached her and first gave her lips a slow, gentle kiss before moving his head down to her exposed shoulder and kissing it gently, the warmth of his lips on her skin sending tingles down her spine. When he lifted his head back up, she was the one now slightly out of breath. {else}”You look lovely tonight!” And he leaned in and kissed her lips, a quick and gentle kiss, but still tender, his soft lips pressing against hers. When he backed away, both of them were smiling at each other. {endif}{if Branch2MakeupOn = True}”Oh, and your make-up is different!” He noticed. “You don’t usually have make-up on.”

“Actually, I do,” she corrected him. “I just keep it more low-key on our dates… But I felt like this would be a nice change of pace!”

“Oh, cool! Umm, of course you look beautiful with or without any make-up…!” He quickly clarified, before hesitating, considering if he should speak or not, before finally smiling and adding, “... But I like the make-up. You look a bit different with it. Umm, in a good way.”

“Different how?” She teased, and was rewarded with a very cute reaction as he smiled apologetically and dithered.

“Ah! Um, just different! You know… Umm… ” And she could feel him muster the courage to whisper. “Sexier?”

“Thanks,” she replied, the compliment making her stomach fill with butterflies. She hugged him and whispered in his ear, “I like feeling sexy!”

When she broke off the hug, he was blushing andd grinning from ear to ear. {endif}{if Branch2PornMakeupOn = True}”Oh! And your makeup is, umm… Wow!” Ashton chuckled awkwardly. “You look so different from how you usually are! N-not that it’s bad or anything! Just caught me by surprise!”

“You like the look?” Asked Hannah innocently, fluttering her fake eyelashes for emphasis. And a grin slowly spread on her lips as she watched Ashton glance at her, looking both excited and slightly intimidated as he nodded quietly back at her.

“It’s definitely an interesting look. But wow, you look so pretty! Like a model or something!” He smiled at her. “Did you ever work as a model? Because you could totally pull that off!”

It was her turn to flush her cheeks slightly as she remembered her previous career. “I did some similar jobs, yeah…” She brushed an errant strand of hair behind her ear. “But thanks. For the compliment.”

“Honestly, I’m kinda lucky you didn’t wear that look when we first met,” he said, still smiling. “Otherwise I might not have even approached you. Not because I dislike the look or anything! Uh, quite the opposite. You just, um…” He gestured vaguely, trying to explain himself. “You look WAY out of my league right now, you know?”

She quickly wrapped her arms around him in a hug. “I’m in your league,” she protested. Then she jokingly added, “whether you like it or not.”

“Hey! I… I like it,” he replied softly, his breath warm on her neck. “I’m… I’m really lucky to have you.”

She leaned closer to his ear and whispered, “and my make-up is waterproof. So don’t be afraid of making a mess tonight!”

She winked when they parted from the hug, while Ashton said nothing and blushed red as a tomato.{endif}

“Uh… Let’s sit down and get something to drink?” He suggested.

“Sounds good!” She replied.

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