"Good morning," the young man greeted with a dazzling smile. Taking him in, Sheila noticed that he had bright blue eyes, contrasting his black hair. He stood almost six-one, which was good because Sheila was 5'10.
"Morning," she said. "Are you new in the office?"
"Yes," the young man answered, holding out his hand. "Jacob. I transferred from Stanford. I'm interning for...Sheila Watson?"
Sheila felt her heart beat faster. "I'm Sheila Watson," she said. "And you make a very good first impression, Jacob."
Jacob's eyes glinted seductively. "I make an even better second," he said, his voice dropping to a husky tone.
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