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plaid pajama pants and over-sized t-shirt, “I'd say I want to meet him, but I can't fix this much damage in ten minutes. He's going to think I'm a slob.”
    “ I doubt that. I'm not sure what's going to happen. Or what he wants. Inviting him in might be awkward.”
    “ I just want to see what he looks like,” she reassured me. “I really do refuse to meet him like this. In a couple hours, I'll be a brand new me.”
    “ What are you up to tonight?”
    “ I might go dancing, I'm not sure yet. I'll be away from schoolwork for a while. That's really all that matters.” 
    I read my latest text message. “He's two blocks away. Wow. He got here fast.”
    “ How far away does he live from here?”
    “ Twenty minutes, give or take.”
    “ Good. I drive fast, too.”
    We both heard the sound of a car pulling into our driveway. Lane moved to the side of her window and carefully looked outside. I stayed seated on her bed, checking my phone to make sure it was on.
    “ No wonder he got here so fast. That's a fast car. Mr. Polite. He turned it off and got out.”
    'I'm here.' Quinn's message read.
    “ I don't think he got out just because he's nice,” I warned her. “If he wants to say hi , Lane...”
    “ I'm done studying him, I promise. Have fun, okay?”
    He smiled, immediately pocketing his phone when I locked the door behind me. His suit was a soft, blue-black, made to look casual because he wasn't wearing a tie. I kissed him hello innocently enough, but it went from soft and sweet, to not as sweet almost immediately. 
    “ Fuck,” he said quietly, letting his fingers stroke over the back of my neck. “That's what I remember.”
    My body was already tingling. He kissed me once and my mind fogged over in submission? I hadn't smoked anything except cigarettes all day. It was just him and his masculine, reassuring energy.
    “ Good afternoon, by the way.”
    I got into his car after he held the door open for me. “ Hopefully a good one for you?”
    “ It's not been bad. How about yours?”
    “ Same. Pretty uneventful.”
    Quinn glanced over at me, slowing down to go through a toll-booth. “How hungry are you?”
    “ I'm good with going back to your place, if you want to unwind a little after work?”
    “ Sorry, I meant-- You are? Is that what you want to do?”
    “ Whichever,” I shrugged, "I don't mind either way.”
    “ None at all, dressed like that?” 
    “ I figured you might appreciate something less, um, yesterday, for tonight?”
    “ I'm glad my client had to leave early. I almost missed seeing you by your car.”
    I ignored the question in his voice. “I'm really glad we crossed paths again. Thanks for inviting me over.”
    “ Okay, honestly? I wasn't able to set a reservation before six, so... we have some time to kill. I'm not actually that hungry yet.”
    “ Hunger hasn't kicked in yet for me, either. I'm not usually out of work until five or six, sometimes later.”
    “ Okay. We'll chill at my place until, um, around five, I guess. Five, five-thirty.”
    “ That's a good plan.” I saw Rack's and focused on his radio instead. “Do you mind?”
    “ Not at all. We'll be there in a few minutes”
     
    “You have a really nice apartment,” I said, waiting as he hung our coats up on pegs near the front door. “It's very spacious. There's a lot of, you know... room here to work.”
    “ Yeah, that's one of the first things I noticed, too. It was a done deal, once I saw the space.” That had been kind of him. He turned the heat up before we got to his living room. “What do you want to drink? I've got, well, everything I did yesterday.”
    “ Water's good, thanks.”
    “ There's just enough time for a movie, or a few episodes of something?”
    “ Whatever you want.”
    I leaned against the island and stared out into his living room. The air was charged with tension again, but it wasn't overwhelming. If he felt it, I couldn't tell. Lust burned when I saw him shrug out of his suit