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not saying I’ve been celibate, but I haven’t been with anyone in King’s Gate.” His eyes widen as though that’s his sign he’s telling the truth.
    “Okay.” I let it go because his eyes do seem genuinely truthful and that is scary, because I put my trust in Nate all those years ago and I’m not sure I can do it again.
    “What about you? Do you have a boyfriend back in Anchorage?” he asks, leaning back and spreading his arm out along the back of the booth.
    “No.” I shake, begging that smile to stay hidden.
    “Chicago?”
    “Nope.” I shake my head again, biting my lower lip.
    “That’s great news.” Those dimples dig so far in his cheeks, and I hope he’s not making promises he won’t fulfill.
    “That I’m a loser with no social life?” I jokingly sneer and he chuckles.
    “No, that there’s no one I have to beat out.” He smiles and then a coffee cake in the size of a small watermelon lands on the table. Two forks bounce off the aluminum a second after.
    “Enjoy,” Riley says and turns on her heels.
    “Are you sure, you never—”
    “I swear. That attraction is one way.” He confirms the one-sided lust from Riley. I can’t blame her; as Zach sits across from me, I’ve already pictured him naked at least ten times.
    Our fingertips zing when they brush against one another’s when he picks up the fork and hands it over to me. Digging it in the spongy cake, my mouth drools imaging the cinnamon, sugar and sweetness that’s about to fill my taste buds. “Man, can I take it home and cover my body in that cake?” Zach laughs, erupting a giggle from me.
    “Why do you say that?” I ask and place the forkful into my mouth, my lips covering the fork and slowly pulling it out of my mouth.
    “Because your eyes were devouring the cake and you hadn’t even tasted it yet.” He picks up his own fork and takes a small tasting.
    “Sorry, I love sweets.” The urge to close my eyes due to all the tastes exploding in my mouth bombards me full force, but I deny it, not wanting to seem lame in front of Zach.
    “There’s nothing to be sorry for. It just makes me want to be your something sweet.” Thoughts of Zach Greer as my dessert plunge in my head. Zipping my lips of my freaky fantasy, Zach shoots me a knowing smirk. I’ve got to get better at hiding my emotions.

 

    CIRCLING THROUGH THE ROTATING DOORS , wheeling in bliss from my coffee with Zach, I’m startled to find Libby pacing in the lobby. She swishes back and forth on the tile floor with her teeth pinned down on her nails.
    “Lib!” I call out and she jolts to my voice before her feet speed up, rushing to me. Unable to process everything, her body slams into me and I falter back before recovering. I’m terrified of what happened; I was only gone a few hours. “What’s wrong?” Sobs escape her throat and I firmly comfort her with my arms.
    “Cam … Camden … is … on his way.” A screeching sound ruptures my ear, causing me to cock my head away from her.
    “Isn’t that a good thing?” I whisper to keep the nosy eyes at bay, since we’ve already become a spectacle in the lobby.
    “NO!” she yells and I watch an elderly lady pat her friend’s arm and point to us.
    “Let’s go up to my room, okay?” I pull her back, witnessing her swollen eyes.
    “Ok … ay.” She hesitates, but allows me to guide her to the elevators.
    I hold Libby close to my body, her head in the crock of my neck, tears streaming down my skin. We secure ourselves in my room, thankful of neither Wes or Pete hearing. Leading us over to the bed, I sit her down and then grab a water from the fridge. Twisting it open, I hand it over to her and she takes a sip.
    “Libby, I don’t understand. You were crushed you were leaving Camden. You seemed happy he was going to come.” The bed dips as I sit next to her and she quickly changes position to face me. Her one leg tucked under the other, she wipes the lone tears left. My fear that my intuition that