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leaned forward and kissed her. The surprised look on her face was perfect, her gasp was even better. He turned to focus on getting his chair collapsed and stowed then they were on their way. She fished a silk scarf out of her bag and tied it around her hair. She looked like Summer in Europe instead of early Spring in Boston. He was happy beyond reason to have her beside him, humming along to an aria. He had the urge to find some lover's lane and park. He felt young and almost laughed out loud at the thought of taking her to the basketball game. Yes, exactly like a high school boy with the prettiest girl in school.
    Half an hour later Michael pulled into the gym parking lot and they ambled into the biggest gym Violet had ever seen. She had gone to school in France where they just didn't have these kinds of facilities. She was surprised that there weren't many students but then it was Friday night, they were probably all out drinking and "hooking up." The thought made her giggle, would she get to "hook up" with Michael tonight? His kiss had surprised the hell out of her, so much for getting over him.
    She was wandering while staring up at the ceiling that was six or seven stories up when she noticed it had gotten very quiet. She looked around and realized that there were now ten or so men staring at her like she was an exotic animal. One of them rolled toward her. He oozed male sexuality in a way that made Violet blink like a deer caught in the high beams. "You have to excuse these guys, we don't often get women here and never anything as hot as you." Violet just gulped and stared at him. "Though I've got to wonder what you're doing with the altar boy here?" The man was gorgeous, dark brooding masculinity with just enough little boy mischief to his eyes that women would probably throw themselves at him if they could get past the chair. All Violet could manage to get out was a confused "Hmmf."
    "Cam, hands off or I'll put the bullet back where I found it." Michael looked fit to kill.
    "Like it could do any more damage," Mr. 'Brooding Good Looks' tossed over his shoulder as his eyes never left hers. "So sweetheart, are you some do-gooder who thought it was be nice to cripples week or are you actually trying to figure out how to hook up with the good doctor here?"
    "I..." she could feel herself turning redder by the second because she had been wondering exactly that. "That's none of your business!" Thank god she stopped herself from stamping her foot but only just. "What are you, anyway, his damn mother? or just jealous!"
    "Ooh, she does speak and is a little spitfire to boot. Maybe I am but if I wanted to make you change your mind sweetheart," he rolled forward backing her into the bleachers, "all I would have to do is this." He grabbed her hand and pulled her down on to his lap, wrapping his arms around her. For just a split second she felt like her silk blouse and the flippy skirt she wore had melted off of her, his gaze was searing. She was so surprised she didn't even resist when he kissed her. The kiss wasn't hard or even all that sexually charged. It was like he was doing it for show. She almost fell off his lap when he jolted forward, she would have if it hadn't been for his arms around her. As he caught her, he whispered "You can thank me some other time." Then he turned and snarled "What the fuck, Dennison!" Violet scrambled off his lap in time to see Michael reach for another basket ball as he came closer. He looked murderous. Cam spun and put himself between her and Michael. "What's the matter buddy?"
    "I said to get your goddamn hands off of her!"
    Cam held his hands up in mock surrender. "Just checking."
    "Fuck you, what the hell were you checking exactly?"
    "Umm, are you boys done fighting over who gets to carry my books?" she grinned at both of them as she moved between them and took the basketball out of Michael's hands. She started lazily bouncing it as the two of them glared at each other. "I went to an all girls