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she has made it perfectly clear, on more than one occasion that she just wants to be friends.” I put my head in my hands. I was so confused. I sighed, obviously frustrated, and just looked at Devin. “I don’t know what to do. She keeps sending me these crazy mixed signals. One minute she acts like she fucking wants me and the next minute she tells me she doesn’t need any more complications in her life.”
    “Dude, no offense, but it sounds like she’s just as confused as you are. Maybe you should just take things into your own hands. If you want her, then let her know. Stop being such a pussy and make a move. You’re Blake Bentley for fuck sakes; you have women eating out of your hand on a daily basis. I taught you better than this,” he said, shaking his head dramatically. “This should be a cake walk for you.” He sat up and looked at me with an, I’m sorry you’re so pathetic, look on his face.
    “It isn’t like that with her, Devin. She’s different. I don’t want to just fuck her… If I mess this up with her, if I lose her, it will destroy me.” I looked back down at the floor. I closed my eyes and memories of Tess filled my mind.
    The first time I saw her, all of our drunken conversations, talking about that Bruno Mars song, the way she looked in the sunlight leaning up against my truck … I smiled as images of her flashed like pulsing lights. The way she tasted as she kissed me for the first time, the way I fit perfectly inside her, her smile, her smart ass mouth, the way she fit like a puzzle piece in my arms when I held her, how it killed me to see her crying yesterday over that jackass … and then it finally hit me like a ton of bricks. My heart started beating so fast it felt like it was on fire.
    I fucking wanted this girl. No, I needed her and I was going to do everything in my power to fucking make her mine.

The week went by extremely fast. Jared called me twice and tried to get me to meet him for dinner. I decided that would be a really bad idea, especially with how much I had to get done this week. He was pretty offended when I declined his offer, but said that he would try calling me this weekend and maybe we could do dinner on Saturday. I knew what he was doing and I had to politely remind him that I was going out with Blake. Getting together on Saturday wasn’t going to happen. He tried to get me to re-think my decision of going to the ball with Blake with little comments and innuendos. When I reminded him for the tenth time that we were going as friends and he was the one that cheated on me, he gave up and said that he would just call me on Sunday. I felt a little bad when I heard the hurt in his voice, but then I reminded myself the way I felt when I walked in on him and MoniCunt, I mean Monica, and I didn’t feel so bad anymore. Funny how that works.
    I spent the week getting my portfolio ready for my final review on Monday and I finally finished it late Friday night. I couldn’t believe I only had one week of classes left before graduation. I had an internship set up with an amazing portrait photographer in downtown Denver for the summer and I couldn’t wait to start working with him. At midnight, I was finally feeling completely content with my work. After almost an entire bottle of Moscato, I decided it was time to get some beauty sleep. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and was climbing into bed when my phone chirped. I picked it up and saw I had a new text message from Blake. Weird, he never texts me.
    Hey baby girl u up?
    I instantly smiled. There was something about the fact that Blake was texting me that made me feel like I was in high school all over again. I texted back a little too quickly.
    Just going to bed. Whats up?
    I sat there and stared at the phone, pleading for it to chirp again. My stomach flipped when it did.
    Are you excited for tomorrow night?
    Was I excited?
    Well, to be honest, I was a bit nervous. But I was never going to let him know that.
    Yeah