Her beautiful? She blushed for what girl didn't want to hear such praise from the lips of their boy friend or significant other? The word had infused her with a certain warmth as she never thought to here it.

Cute perhaps, that was common enough given that she looked on the young side for her age though that had always been something she was self conscious of. Some girls were self conscious of the size of their breasts.

At least she was not flat chested. Which she was thankful of. “Liar.” But nothing could conceal the blush that dashed over her cheeks.

“Am not ...” Jake retorts as he looks back at her. He gives her a once over and grins before stepping forward. His hands slip over her waist before he seizes a hand of hers and lets her feel how hard he is right now.

“I could take you right here and now against the hood of my car if I wasn't worried about being fired ...” He leans down for another kiss after professing this to her. There is something that glimmers in his eyes as he reveals this.

“Your beautiful and you know I love you.”

“You are too,” she states plainly as she briefly wonders a hand up to ward of his kiss. She loves him but isn't naive enough to think that she's anything special. “She shakes her head but is blushing a little seeing that she had been made to have contact with his engorged member that told him or his growing excitement.

Still … “You're only getting excited because you're looking forward to tonight. Some times I think you only keep me around because I walked in on you with that O'Hare girl and could have turned you in then ...”

She sighs a little. “Sometimes, Jake I really wonder if you even need me at all.” She was ashamed to admit her faults here. She was afraid of his answer, afraid that he would simply discard her in favor of someone less likely to whine about things.

She was such a terrible girlfriend. Far too needy ...