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dinner tonight.
    My mom was a goddess in the kitchen. Once she found out we were having company, and that Chase had fixed my car, (making him a savior in her eyes) she pulled out all the stops – wine, her famous baked mostaccioli, and homemade garlic bread. Dinner ended up being boisterous, delicious, and surprisingly normal – like we were a family. Everyone talked at the same time, we all laughed at each other, and it was the most I’d ever seen my mom smile.
    I might not be all that comfortable with her dating Devin, but he seemed to make her happy. I guess I needed to learn to come to terms with her having a boyfriend, but right now it was kind of hard. Chase was seated beside me, distracting me with his little touches. They looked innocent enough to everyone else, but to me they were unnerving. Numerous times when I was sure no one was looking, I swatted his hand or scowled in his general direction.
    Toward the end of dinner, he caught my hand in his under the table. We were squished into our dining room table, putting us leg-to-leg. He laid my hand on his thigh, tracing lines on my fingers, and sending tendrils of tingles to each of my nerves. I wanted to close my eyes, and lay my head on his shoulder. He twisted my stomach into a ball of need.
    The scraping of chairs against the hardwood floors knocked me back into the present. Chase dropped his eyes, hiding the flecks of yellow that had started to spark in his eyes. Devin volunteered to help my mom with the dishes and followed her into the kitchen, leaving just Travis, Lexi, Chase, and I.
    Travis took one look across the table before announcing, “I’m out of here before the two of you starting going at it on the table.”
    Lexi pushed her chair, grinning. “Me too. See you tomorrow Angel.”
    I was left opened-mouthed and alone with Chase and his wandering, skillful hands.
    The corners of his mouth lifted. “I’m ready for my payment,” his whispered in my ear.
    “I just bet you are.” I shivered. Swallowing, I was afraid to ask, yet intrigued. “What did you have in mind?” I turned in my seat so our legs were intermixed and one of my knees was in-between his legs.
    The way he was looking at me, I thought for sure it was going to be something wicked and downright scandalous. “Just a kiss…for now.” His hands gripped either side of my waist, cutting off any plans of escape, not that the thought had entered my mind.
    Staring at his lips, I pondered the idea. Did I or didn’t I? The longer I thought on it, the wider his smile grew. “Just one,” I murmured, as I was closing the distance between our lips.
    “One is never enough with me,” he said right before his mouth touched mine.
    Holy sweet pitchforks.
    I swear you had to be part of hell to kiss that mind-blowingly hot. Nothing this tempting, this soul-shattering could be a hundred percent good. It wasn’t even a long kiss, but it didn’t matter. I felt it all the way to the very tips of my toes.
    Afterwards, I bit my lip. It was all I could do to keep from going in for seconds. He had warned me. Once was never enough. God I hated when he was right. It was such a deplorable quality.
    ~*~*~*~
    Monday was blah…
    But tomorrow was Tuesday. The day I had been anticipating for months – the release of Black Ops II. As any true gamer would know, there was a midnight release. Guess who was going to be first in line? Well probably not, since I had to drag Chase with me. He was picking up Travis’s copy for him. What a guy. I am sure there were ulterior motives, for example, keeping an eye on me.
    Whatever.
    Nothing was going to spoil this night. Not even douchebag’s negative attitude toward video games.
    My mom was at work, as I anxiously awaited Chase. I pulled a Love Pink hoodie over my tee and stuffed my earbuds in the pocket. It was going to be a long, chilly night, and I was going to need something to keep my mind off Chase.
    I was pacing the family room in circular patterns, when I heard