Jessica’s Meet and Greet (part two)
Just as the second limo arrived, before the next contestant exited it, a crew member came to box up the chocolate for Jessica to have later, if she wanted. Then it was Sacha she saw stylishly dressed in all black. She attempted to wolf whistle at him to an abysmal effort, causing her to laugh hysterically at herself. “That’s how to fail.”
“Moi?”, Sacha asked, his left fingertips touching his chest as if to assure her he was asking of himself. “That wheestle to me?”
“Whistle? I hardly call what I just did a whistle. But it was to you. I wanted to cheapen your experience here by treating you like meat on the market.” She laughed again, tilting her head down and noticing what he carried in his right hand. “You play that or is it a handbag?”
“This?” Sacha looked down at the case he was holding. “Oui.” Though Jessica didn’t respond, as she watched him carefully rest the case on the ground and take out his saxophone. Taking a few seconds to adjust the reed and his finger before playing. From the sax came part of a tune by Kenny G.
Jessica applauded him when he was finished and began packing away his sax. “Smooth. All cards on the table with you. Now I know what to expect.”
“J’ai encore quelques surprises,” Sacha told her with a smile. “Tu es belle.”
Surprised by the French, Jessica did a double-take as he left. “I don’t know what he said but-” She began fanning herself dramatically again.
The next guy hopped out before the limo as Jessica forced herself to stop fanning. The tight denim shirt had a container under his arm, she realised as he arrived in front of her. “Don’t think you’ll be staying here long, do you?”
“What?”, Jace asked, confused.
She pointed to the small container. “Not much can be packed in there. It won’t last you a couple of months.”
“No, it’s not that,” Jace answered seriously. Then as if remembering, he forced a nice smile and removed the container’s lid, holding it in front of him. “Omelette you in on a secret. You and I would brie perfectly gouda. Life would be feta if we were together.” His smile lifted somewhat, proud he’d said it. “Hey, I’m Jace. Care for a pepperoni pizza breadstick? ”
Jessica hid her face behind her hand and shook her head. “Jace, that was cheesy.”
“Pun intended?”
“What pun?” She pulled her hand away from her face. “Nevermind. So like, did your mum write that as well as bake those?”
“I-” He was a little speechless and began rubbing the back of his neck. “That wasn’t my aim to make you think that, I just love to cook. Those are my words and baking, because everyone knows the way to someone’s heart is through their stomach.”
“Do they? I don’t.”
“Maybe that’s why you meet me. Maybe I’m the one to cook my way into your heart.” He smiled at her as covered the container. “Hope to cook for you again later on.”
“Perhaps you will,” she told him as he headed away.
The second contestant was quick to get out of the limo. She noted that the strapping young man with piercing blue eyes wore a much more casual look than many of the others she had met. “Hi,” he said as he reached Jessica.
“Hi, I’m Jessica.” She stepped back on one stiletto, looking him up and down. “I’m not too sure I should ask you this but do you like what you see?” She ran her hand down over her body as if she was selling a car.
“Dan,” he responded back to her greeting, putting out his hand for a second before retracting it and rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, I do, I do. The dress makes you even more beautiful.” He smiled genuinely.
Jessica looked pleased. “Thanks, it’s Dior.”
“Golly, you must love clothes a lot to give them names.”
She blinked multiple times. “No, that’s the brand. Dee-or.” She sounded it out in case he was stupid.
Danny laughed at himself. “Oh. Silly me. I should have realised that. Well, you look amazing anyway.”
“Thanks, I know. And you look… comfortable.” Though it may have sounded like a compliment, the distaste for his clothing choice was all forced into the word comfortable. “Might talk to you later,” she added, trying to end the conversation.
“Yeah, I’d like that.” He walked off smiling, clearly happy with how that went.
The man who followed Dan seemed to be even more casual, he seemed to be on vacation. With a cocky grin and nod toward Jessica, he strutted up to her. “Hola hermosa dama, pareces ser la mujer más hermosa que he visto en mucho tiempo.”
Jessica narrowed her eyes and loosely folded her bare arms over her chest. “…You know this is the American version of the show?! I don’t understand… whatever that was.”
“Lo siento,” Sloan apologised and Jessica signed loudly. “It was Spanish. I called you lovely, the most beautiful woman I’ve seen.”
“Really? Now that’s good.” She smiled and relaxed her arms. “Much better. I like to understand the compliments I receive. So is this some kind of vacation for you?”
“No, señora, it isn’t.” His tone became a little more flirty, “I’m here to win the heart of the most ravishing person. I can see that person will be you.”
Jessica laughed in an alluring flirty way. “I’m not too sure if a relationship between us could withstand all that the confidence we both have, but, I’m willing to see if you are?”
“Sí, I’m ready.” He gave a little wink to her before leaving and she felt a little flushed.
The last man out of the limo before it drove off was Ezra, smiling at Jessica as he walked up the drive. “Hello, I’m Ezra, how are you this evening?”
“Hey Ezra, I’m Jessica. Honestly, I’ve got mixed feelings. You’re looking sharp.”
“Thank you, you too. That dress looks like it was made for you.”
“I wish,” Jessica admitted. “Don’t get me wrong, I have had clothes made to measure but this, this is something special.”
“Could be the person in the dress who makes it special,” Erza offered, his smile still strong.
“Totally agree. That has to be what it is.” She was almost radiating from the compliment.
There was a pause of a few seconds. “Do you prefer new or old movies?”
“Odd question, but I guess…” She shrugged. “…I like newer ones. Unless old means ones from 30 years ago, not 50 plus, then I like old. Maybe I should just say the ones in between. Why do you ask, are you a director or something?”
“I’m not. I was only trying to break the ice,” he answered. “In between is a good way to describe those movies. I prefer that option too. Maybe we could discuss the movies we like, later on inside?”
“Yeah.” Another shrug. “I don’t see why not. Talk to you later then.”
After the last contestant walked around the house, Jessica didn’t get much time to think, before Dean returned in the limo. “How were the guys?”, Dean kindly asked as he approached her.
“They started off disappointedly,” Jessica answered honestly. “I hope the ladies were much more impressive.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. Yes, the ladies are very lovely,” he said humbly.
Then before Jessica could answer, a producer came over to explain what is happening next and usher them toward the house.
- Sacha
- Jace
- Danny
- Sloan
- Ezra
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