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lot.  Her car was a small white sedan, very teacherly , and the only reason she’d ever bought it was because it was conservative.  She needed a reliable car and she didn’t need to blow money on something just because it was pretty or sporty, even if she wanted to deep down.  “Oh, probably pretty much what you think it is.  I teach a bunch of high school kids throughout the year and usually find a part-time job during the summers to keep myself busy.  I also do a little academic writing during my breaks , writing literary analysis for journals…just for the fun of it.  But…uh…I do a little camping and go to concerts during the summer, and—”
    “I thought so.”
    “Thought what?”
    “You acted like you recognized me.”  They reached her car and stood beside it.
    “You could tell ?”  She felt her face grow warm.
    “Well…it was a guess.  A good one, apparently.”   She felt her lips twitch into a smile but she was afraid to say much more.  Riley cleared his throat and she allowed herself to drown in his gaze.  Oh, shit.  That was dangerous, because now being the only thing in his eyesight made her feel captive.  Her heartbeat kicked up a notch and she felt her mouth start to water. And the seconds dragged on and she started to feel more nervous.  Part of her just wanted to kiss him, famous rock star or not.  She’d seen his picture a thousand times, but it couldn’t do just ice to the real Riley Schultz.  He was magnetic and… hot .  She felt her extremities begin to tingle as her brain tried to figure out something to say.  She found that her back was almost pressed up against her car door and she saw him lean slightly forward.  His eyes had taken on a dreamy , sleepy look and she thought he really was going to take her in a passionate embrace.  She knew then that she wouldn’t have protested.  But he said, his voice low, “So what am I supposed to wear to this thing tomorrow night?”
    She swallowed, regaining her composure.  “You know, I’m really not sure.  I’ve never done this before.  I’m just filling in for the real cheerleading coach, and so I’ve never been to one of these.”  She took a deep breath.  “If I had to guess, it’d be like a real date.”
    He nodded and he looked pure rock star again, cocky and oh-so-self-sure.  “So … like this ?”  He waved his hand in a semi-circular motion, indicating himself from head to toe.
    Erin took the invitation and looked him over from top to bottom…not that she hadn’t done that already, but how could she resist?  And where the hell had this boldness come from?  But she did it just the same…t ook in his reddish-brown mussed- up hair and… fuck …he had a few cute little freckles on his cheeks that she’d never noticed from media pictures or CD covers.  And his facial hair was gone, all but the sexy soul patch just underneath his lip that she’d love to feel brushing her chin .  He had a noticeable Adam’s apple that was right about eye level and, sure enough, he was wearing his dog tags.  She’d have to get a closer look at those tomorrow if he’d let her.  She made a note to herself that it could be a conversation piece when they had a lull.  He was wearing a plain black t-shirt but up close she could see the definition underneath…not that it mattered.  She knew exactly what his torso looked like, having seen pictures of him shirtless at concerts, sweaty and…  She gulped.  She was getting distracted again.  She for ced her eyes to continue down fa rther.  Faded Levi’ s, n ot too snug but not baggy .  Black sneakers.   She couldn’t tell if they were Converse or something else, but she knew she’d better drag her eyes back up pretty quickly.
    When she met his eyes again, his lips spread into a grin.  Shit .  He knew what she was thinking.  He had to.  But maybe she could play it off.  “Well, uh…where you come from, that might be acceptable date attire, and, I