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“You’re right” He takes out his phone and calls a waiter over to take a photo of us Tank doesn’t even wait for hiround screen

“Really?” I tease hi and what that means to me, to him, to us

“Yes You want dessert?”

I coyly glance from under my eyelashes and shake my head no From the moment he returned, this sexual tension has brewed between us nearly unchecked I’ braver than I did when he showed up on my doorstep yesterday

“You want to catch a movie? They have a double at the drive-in Since this is a proper date and all” Tank scoots closer to er safe on the other side of the table

Falling, falling, falling I have no chance to catch ht

His handcircles on the smooth skin I chose to wear a cute skirt with h boots, and noonder if I h toand in need of ice-cold water in winter I was supposed to be spurning his advances in exchange for explanations, but all I really want is him

“We could play twenty questions, but I’d rather hear what you want to do” Away fro in a lazy caress that makes my heart leap

I lean over and whisper in his ear,the bottoainst his neck “I want you to take me home” My voice shakes on the last word and Tank topples over in his chair, standing up He’s like a bull in a china shop trying to get to h I’m less than a foot away

“All right then” He see up our leftover boxes and getting into the car He drives a little faster than before, and instead of driving toe

You would have thought that both of us living at our parents’ homes would have i, it meant that we needed to be more creative, and that’s when Tank introduced e Back then the place had been a dusty shell of wood bea the su it into his place He told ed hi an aparte was a family compromise, but I didn’t know then that he’d enlisted either The few tied boxes to the curb filled with years of junk while his parents were at work and his little brother played rec football in the park It looks completely different now—almost like it had a feminine touch, which I assumed is the handiwork of his mom

White eyelet curtains cover the s and a queen metal bedframe sits in the middle of the room, with minimal other furniture that looks like it was collected with care The old sofa with the tear in the cushion froe sits in the corner next to a table with two chairs under the

“Been busy?” I tease

“Been thinking of you I s and he backsme on top

I flop back, edging over the mattress, and rest oncandles