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    “John Smith.” I nod. “So we meet again?” My tone is mocking when he finally smiles.
    “Becca.”
    I feel my brother’s eyes on me. “You two know each other?” Bedford’s a little uncomfortable, apparently knowing John’s reputation.
    I pat my brother on the back. “That’s the thing about small towns, Beddy.” I lean over and steal a beer sliding from John’s hands before mockingly saluting him and spinning on my heels, heading down the deck stairs to the backyard.  
    I tried to avoid interaction the entire night. I made the mistake of texting Meg that John was here, and I’d wished she had come. Just one text brought on an onslaught of them, which I’m still trying to respond to. She asks me more questions than my law school application and above all, she’s trying to convince me to talk to him. I know I want to. I know I should… but it’s going to take a little liquid courage. So, that’s what I’m doing as I sit here in the green and white-checkered lawn chair, staring out at the lake. Games of beer pong are being tossed around behind me, and I’m noticing others taking a long stroll through the foliage beside the lake. I’m watching the couple out on the edge of the dock kissing, when my mind wanders enough to realize the things missing from my life. I have a plan and know what I want. I promised myself I wouldn’t let anyone get in the way of that, but would it kill me to have a good time occasionally? Am I going to become a boring old stiff no one wants to be around? What I would give to have a man look at me—with desire. I’m at a point where even my vibrator has given up on me. Even all my desire and needs went into hibernation mode. Will I ever get it back? Will they make a movie about how I got my groove back? Meggie jokes that I won’t even remember how to do it… maybe she’s right. Maybe I'm a lost cause. I was so hurt, so closed off after my high school boyfriend, that I focused on my schoolwork and it turned out to be a good thing. My grades soared and so did my goals and confidence. Now, schoolwork has become my crutch. I swig another bottle of beer before stumbling out of the chair and calling dibs on the next game of beer pong.

This party is the most fun I've had since college. I met Bedford when I first learned how to party. Now, he's rocking the big job in the city, while I'm stuck patrolling the streets of this town for a mediocre salary. My attention is lost once I hear shouting coming from below the deck. I lean over the railing to see Becca jumping around with her hands up in the air. Who would have thought she was Bedford’s sister? Talk about a mind fuck. There's something about this girl, something I can’t take my eyes away from. I use the railing to get out of the chair, making my way down the stairs to the beer pong game that seems to be drawing all the remaining partiers’ attention. 
    “Just like old times, Rod. Getting your ass kicked by a girl.” 
    “I don’t see a girl here,” he mutters, throwing back another cup of beer. 
    Becca shoots him the finger before tossing the ball behind her back. It hits the edge of a cup, spinning once before falling in. Cheers erupt around us.
    “What was that?” She tiptoes dramatically over to the other side, placing her hand to her ear. “Huh? I can't hear you?”
    Her opponent is silent to the mocking. She saunters back over to her side and her partner hands her the little white ball. “For the win,” she announces before posting up on the balls of her feet. Her face scrunches up in a focused stare, one eye closed as she bites her bottom lip slightly, setting herself up. Then her arm swings up and with a flick of her wrist, the ball flies into the last remaining red cup on the table. 
    “Boo-ya!” she screams. The yard once again erupts and she smacks her partner on the ass in celebration. She starts going around the table handing out high-fives like flyers. I can’t help but notice she