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know good television when it bit them in the ass.
    I curled up against Fin, resting my head right where his heart was, listening to its steady beat. His arm wrapped around me, and I thought about closing my eyes and taking a quick nap, but I loved this show and wanted to watch Fin love it too. He had to love it. I was going to have a serious problem having sex with him if he hated it.
    “This guy looks familiar, but I can’t figure out where I’ve seen him before,” Fin said as the opening voiceover played and the brilliant colors of the show lit up my crappy television.
    “He’s one of those guys who’s in a bunch of stuff. When you see him you say, ‘Oh, there’s that guy from that thing.’”
    “You’re right. I’m going to have to look him up because that’s going to drive me crazy. You know how you see someone but can’t place them? It’s one of my biggest pet peeves.” That drove me crazy too.
    “It’s a good thing we already ate, because there’s so much pie in this show,” I said, moving my head so I could get more comfortable.
    “I could actually go for pie right now,” he said.
    “Great. You’re one of those guys who has a bottomless stomach. And I bet you don’t even have to work out.”
    He stroked my head. “I had a chubby phase.”
    I sat up so I could give him a look. “Shut up, you did not.”
    He laughed and paused the DVD. “It’s true, I did.”
    “Pictures or it didn’t happen,” I said.
    “I’ll get you a picture. Promise.”
    I lay back against him and he restarted the show.
     

     
    Against my will, I fell asleep and only woke to Fin kissing my forehead.
    “Damn. Sorry. It was the tacoma. You know, the coma you go into when you eat too many tacos.” I sat up and winced. Falling asleep against someone’s chest sounded like a good idea at the time, but it was inevitable you’d wake up with aches and pains.
    “It’s okay. This is a really good show. You were right. Fantastic sets, acting, and good storyline. I can’t understand why it was cancelled. All the good things get cancelled, and yet shows where talentless people sit and blink live on and have millions of watchers. It’s part of the reason I love books.”
    “You sounded a little ranty right there, Fin. I like it.” My shoulder popped and I winced. Fin grinned at me. “What?”
    “You have a mark from my shirt on your cheek. It’s cute.”
    I blushed and rubbed at my cheek to get rid of the mark. He might think it was cute, but I didn’t.
    Fin stopped the DVD and then there was a moment of silence.
    “I think I’m ready now,” he said, standing up and holding out his hand. Not very romantic, but if that was how it was going to go, then I was okay with that.
    He pulled me up and leaned down to kiss me, but I had an idea.
    “Wait! Just wait a second. There’s something I need to do first.” I dashed to my bedroom where I’d put the box of my candle samples. I couldn’t have planned that any better if I’d tried.
    I cleared off as much space as I could on my dresser and windowsill, and hastily set up some of the candles and lit them, making sure they wouldn’t set the apartment on fire and ruin the moment.
    Once I got everything arranged, I quickly put on a silky tank top, lacy underwear, and a matching set of shorts. Not too sexy, but just sexy enough. I hoped.
    I opened the door to my bedroom and leaned on the doorframe.
    “Hey.”
    “Hello, Marisol,” he said, stalking toward me. “You look lovely.”
    “Thank you,” I said as he stroked my sides, making my top ride up and expose my stomach. Slowly, I put my arms around his neck and he leaned his face down to kiss me. It took a while for his lips to meet mine, but I waited patiently, letting him set the pace.
    Patient. I had to be patient.
     

     
    While we kissed, Fin started backing me into the bedroom. He broke the kiss when he saw the candles.
    “Thought I’d set the mood. I also happened to have a bunch of candles kicking