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to let the past stop controlling you? When we met, we both agreed to avoid discussing the past but here you are letting it control your life,” he said with a frown.
    “It doesn’t matter how I feel about her,” I slumped back onto the couch. “She deserves better than me.”
    “How do you know, if you won’t give her a chance?” He leaned forward placing his arms on his knees, his eyes watching me. “I’ve known Angie since freshman year and I can tell you she’s one tough chick and can probably handle anything you throw at her.”
    My head started to spin from all of the alcohol, so I lay down on the couch. “I can’t do that to either of us. Her eyes, there the same as the ones I watch slip…” I started to say, just before I passed out.

 
     
    Oh my god ! Caleb turned and walked into the kitchen. I couldn’t help but wonder what the hell was going on with me. That was amazing, I was still a little light headed, but while Caleb’s mouth had been on mine breathing hadn’t seemed all that important. I’d wanted nothing more than to jump into his arms, and have is hands all over me.
    Emily came up behind me leaning to talk in my ear. “What was that all about?”
    “I have no idea,” I said dumbfounded.
    “You just kissed Caleb in the middle of a frat party and you have ‘no idea’?” She looked over to the kitchen where Caleb was talking to the guys from the team. “You’ve got to be kidding me! What aren’t you telling me?” She looked at me again. “You’re fucking drunk!”
    I looked at her like she was crazy “No I’m not, and there is nothing to tell. That guy is insane—one minute he is a complete ass, and the next he’s kissing me. The hell if I know what is going on.” I shouted over the music.
    I was still having a hard time trying to get over my reaction and the feeling of his lips on mine, plus the room was spinning from all of the alcohol. I’ve kissed guys before, but it has never been that explosive. I’ve never wanted to rip their clothes off…until now. The thought of his lips kissing down my neck had the ache between my legs growing.
    Emily interrupted my thoughts by grabbing me by the shoulders and leading me to the bathroom. “Seriously—and don’t you dare lie to me—are you sleeping with him?”
    “Holy Shit, Em! What’s wrong with you? You know I’ve…I’ve never…you know I’m still a virgin,” I whisper-yelled at her.
    She relaxed a little. “Good, because if you had and didn’t tell me, I’d be so pissed at you.”
    “Really? You seriously think that after all this time I’m just going to spread my legs for the next hot guy who talks to me?” I asked astounded. “I’m not that drunk.”
    “You can’t blame me for jumping to conclusions—there is some serious sexual tension between the two of you. Why don’t you go after him?”
    “I can’t! I’m so confused. One minute we’re arguing about him being an assmunch, the next thing I know he grabs me and starts kissing me.”
    “Wait, what? You were yelling at him before he kissed you?” Her eyes practically popped out of her head.
    “See what I mean? I couldn’t help but kiss him back—every time I touch him I feel like my insides melt,” I said dreamily, and I wondered if it was just the alcohol talking.
    “Oh girl, you’ve got it bad,” she laughed.
    “I’m glad you think this is funny. I’m probably just drunk.” She gave me a looked that said she knew otherwise. “I’m fucked, aren’t I?’ She nodded as she laughed.
    I knew I wanted Caleb, despite the fact that I knew nothing about him. All I understood was the attraction between us. More than physical connection, I wanted him to want me, to need me, to love me.
    Oh shit , where did that come from? I couldn’t get involved with someone as closed off as Caleb.
    “What are you going to do?” she asked.
    “Nothing,” I replied simply.
    “ Nothing? ” she shrieked. “What do you mean nothing ? You can’t deny