"How do I look," Jenna asks. If I were to have said the first thing on my mind, she would probably have killed me, so I tamed it down a little and answered her truthfully.
"You look good enough to eat," I replied, noticing her coy smile as she went out the door. There I was, dreaming of telling her just how hot she is, hoping she thinks the same about me.
Anyway, she got away