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she walked out the door.
    She laughed on her walk to the subway, remembering Finn’s preciseness in getting them both there—her several times.
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    When she got to the building where Finn was speaking, Lisa saw it was packed to capacity. She moved around the edges looking for an empty seat because she wasn’t going to be able to stand the whole time in her current condition.
    Then she saw him. Finn was wearing a blue polo and khaki slacks. One hand held a bunch of index cards, and he was using the other to emphasize something he was saying to a man standing next to him. Just as she was wondering if she should go up and say hello, Finn lifted his head and saw her. Everything in her leapt to attention as he smiled.
    Silly girl , Lisa chided, but a part her of was so excited she could barely restrain herself from giggling.
    She smiled back, especially when Finn stopped talking. He walked away from the man, but made her laugh when he stopped and turned back, probably remembering to be polite. She heard him excuse himself before he started walking towards her again.
    She met him halfway, a soft smile on her face.
    “Hi,” she said.
    “Hi,” he said back.
    “Thanks for the flowers,” Lisa said, just getting it out there.
    Finn smiled, enjoying her flirty gaze on his face. “Did you come all this way just to say that?”
    Lisa shook her head, smile fading a little as she cleared her throat. “No, I came to tell you that you didn’t hurt me last night. Well, you did hurt me a little, but the end result was worth it.”
    When Finn flushed, looking guilty and remorseful, Lisa winced at his discomfort.
    “Sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I just didn’t want you to be worried,” she said softly.
    Deciding they needed lot more privacy for this discussion, Finn took Lisa’s arm to lead her out into the hall. He pulled his hand away immediately when she flinched. Then he saw a ring of blue bruises around her arms peeking out of her sleeve. Those were his fingerprints where he had gripped her yesterday, held her to him as he. . .fuck—he’d hurt her.
    A muscle started ticking in his clenched jaw. He wanted to swear in the hallowed halls of Harvard. If it had been anyone else that had done that to her, he’d have literally torn the man apart with his bare hands.
    “Lisa. . .” Finn began, but she cut him off.
    “If you apologize for one of the best nights of my life, I’m leaving and you will never see me again,” she warned.
    “I swear I have never bruised a woman in my life until you,” he said, keeping his words to a whisper in her ear.
    They stopped a long hallway. Lisa firmed her mouth. “How much time before this starts?” she demanded, instead of responding to his comment the way she wanted.
    Finn checked the clock at the end of the hall. “Ten minutes or so.”
    “Then that will have to do. We need to clear this up.” Lisa grabbed Finn by the hand and pulled him down the corridor of classrooms until she found an empty one. She opened the door and dragged Finn inside with her. Once in, she pushed him back against it.
    “Kiss me now,” she demanded. “And I want it all. Don’t you dare hold back. I haven’t been able to think of anything else but your mouth on mine all day.”
    He slid his hand into her hair and tugged her head back, careful not to grab her hard with his hands. He kissed her lips, at first just playing with her mouth, but finally gave in his urges and stroked her tongue with his until they were both on fire.
    This was just how it was between them. The fire still too new and surprising to be tamed by inappropriate circumstances. He wrestled with his conscience, trying to be okay and to believe Lisa still wanted him after all. He hoped like hell she wasn’t bluffing about how she felt because he was close to insane with need for her.
    Freed of Finn’s demanding mouth, Lisa pulled away and looked at him. Her breathing was unsteady. Her hair was tangled. She knew she