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plate she held and
snuggled closer to him.
    “I don’t trust him.” Alexander said.
    “I know, Xander, but you have to trust me. I’m
telling you he’s a good man and he’s my father. So I am going to
get to know him.”
    “When are you seeing him again?”
    “Wednesday for lunch. Why don’t you come too?”
    “Okay, fine. I’ll make my own assumptions after
meeting him.”
    “Fine.” She replied with a childish pout.
    Without giving her a chance to brace herself, he
planted his lips on hers for a soft and slow exploration that left
her speechless.
    A southern drawl reminded them that they had an
audience. “I’m way too hung over, tired, and dreading the awful
mess that awaits us to have to put up with all that sweetness
coming from y’all.”
    Jill chuckled and snuggled closer to Alexander, who
smirked. “You a little jealous, Heather? I know someone who would
love to stick his tongue down your—”
    “Alexander!” Jill, Heather, and Oliver interrupted
him in unison.
    “What? Oh, please, it’s so obvious.”
    Heather was crimson. She looked as if she were going
to throw up, and it wasn’t from the hangover she was nursing;
Oliver looked speechless.
    “Oh, sweetie, don’t listen to him. He’s an ass.”
Jill said to Heather while smacking Alexander with a pillow.
    “I’m not an ass, just trying to pick up the pace a
little. By the time these two hook up, I’ll be an old man.”
    “Alexander!” All three yelled again.
    “Stop ganging up on me. I’m just saying. Heather,
y—”
    “Stop saying anything, Alexander.” Oliver
hissed.
    “Whatever. You guys need to just make out and get it
over with.”
    “That’s your solution to everything!” Jill
replied.
    “Well, in our case, it worked,” Alexander said with
a smile.
    “Yeah, but she had to make out with your brother
first. That’s just weird!” Heather scrunched her face.
    “We didn’t make out,” Oliver replied. “It was just a
kiss, and it meant nothing. It was awkward.” Oliver scrunched his
nose towards Jill. Jill did the same.
    “Oh no. No, no, no. That drama was resolved. I don’t
even want to talk about this. There was no spark between us, but
just because it wasn’t there for you and me, doesn’t mean it won’t
be there with someone else.” Jill glanced at Heather then back at
Oliver.
    “Sorry, Heather. This is kind of embarrassing.
They’re masters of subtlety,” said Oliver.
    “Yeah, I see that.” Heather pushed herself up. “I’m
going to take a shower and pep myself up for the cleaning that
awaits us and for the change of conversation.”
    “Wait,” Oliver jolted. All three of them looked his
way. “Um . . .”
    “Spit it out, brother.”
    “Shut up, Xander! Um. You guys all want to go out
next weekend? Just the four of us? Dinner, maybe?”
    “Yeah, sure. Sounds fun!” Jill replied quickly. This
was Oliver’s way of asking Heather out. It was cute. So sweet.
    “How ’bout dinner and dancing? There’s a new club
that opened up in downtown, and everyone’s been talking about it,”
Heather answered.
    “Do we have to dress weird?” Alexander asked.
    “If by weird, you mean eighties, no. You can dress
normal,” Heather laughed.
    “Okay, then I’m in too.” Alexander replied.
    After a half-assed cleaning job, a nap, some
sandwiches, another nap, and a homemade vegetarian dinner prepared
by Heather, the guys were ready to leave for the evening.
    “Come on. Come with me, babe.” Alexander asked for
the umpteenth time.
    “I have to sleep. Like, really sleep. I’ll see you
in class tomorrow.”
    “Fine.” He sulked, pulled Jill into him, and said
goodbye in the form of a long inappropriate kiss.
    “Uh, guys,” Heather said.
    “Just wanted to remind her of what she’s
missing.”
    “You’re so full of yourself.” Jill laughed. “Go.
I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    Alexander gave Heather a quick kiss on the cheek
before he walked out. Oliver first gave Jill a hug and a kiss on
the