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panties and adjust her bra was almost as exciting as removing the garments had been, but a part of her wondered if he was noting the extra weight on her hips and thighs. She pushed the negative thoughts away and answered airily.
    “Why do I check the length of the t-shirt? Because I don’t want my ass out in the breeze.”
    “Not that. Why all the colours and make-up?”
    She paused for a beat before replying. “Because I’m studying to be a theatrical make-up artist.” She turned her back and stared into the mirror concentrating on her eyeliner. “We learn certain techniques at school and I practise using them on myself.”
    “Some people might think you use them to hide behind.”
    Her hand stilled and she looked at his reflection in the mirror. “Some might.”
    Their gazes locked and the moment stretched between them before she finally broke away and grabbed a tube of lipstick.
    “Listen, Stone, I don’t even know your first name. I’m not going to tell my secrets until you share a few of yours.”
    Giving a heavy sigh, he tossed the covers off and stood up. “Fair enough.”
    She continued to get ready while sneaking peeks at Stone as he dressed. Six-pack abs. Muscled thighs. Tight buns, broad back. There were scars on his back; she’d felt them when she’d held him while making love. The sight of them had her wincing in sympathy. While she’d slept with him for a week, she’d never seen him naked in full light. Even scarred, he was still as impressive as her imagination and sense of touch had led her to believe. It was hard to understand why he kept coming back to her each night. If she were ten pounds slimmer... He pressed a kiss to her forehead as he walked by on his way towards the door. “I’ll let myself out.”
    “Will I see you tonight?” She shocked herself by asking the question. No strings, that was their relationship. Had she overstepped herself? Would he even answer?
    She could see him through the open doorway, noted how he’d paused his long easy stride. He didn’t turn around, just stood there, his back military straight. What was he thinking? Had she just jinxed things?
    “Probably.”
    A wave of relief washed over her though she tried not to let it show in her voice. “Have a good day.” Doing whatever you do, she added silently.
    “You, too.” The door shut behind him and she sagged against the dresser, surprised at how tense the whole morning exchange had made her feel.
    Exhaling slowly, she straightened and began to search through her jewellery for the right accessories. Lots of colour and bling, that’s what she needed to take her through the exams today.
    Stone was more intuitive than he appeared. Or maybe he’d been making an idle comment about her fashion sense and she’d read more into it than she should have. Old insecurities raised their heads at the oddest times.
    “The past might have shaped me but it doesn’t control me. I am who I am,” she reminded herself as she inserted silver hoop earrings. “If someone doesn’t like that then they better get out of my way because I’m not changing to suit them.”
     
    Mid-terms finished at noon and Tina left the room feeling good about the answers she’d given. She mentally thanked the lucky shirt for the extra boost of positive energy that had seemed to infuse her during the day. Or, maybe it was the morning sex. Either way, the questions had been easy. Art history wasn’t a favourite topic of hers but between the shirt and her work with her study group, she was sure she’d get a good grade.
    And speaking of her study group, they were all meeting for lunch in a few minutes! She hurried across the campus and slid into the last seat at the table.
    “So how did you do?”
    “I totally froze on the last question.”
    “It was easy for me.”
    Comments expounded around the table and Tina chimed in with her own impressions as they waited for their food to be delivered. Eventually, the conversation turned to the