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both?”
    “Dress slutty,” she said and I stared at her. “Naked twister? Drinking games?”
    “You’re helpful,” I said, rolling my eyes at her.
    “All three suggestions are guaranteed to get you laid.”
    ***
    Despite Camilla’s advice, I dressed casually, but wore a new bra and underwear I had bought on my way home and left my twister mat safely tucked away in my closet. I had devised a simple plan which consisted of tequila and a scary movie. Probably as transparent as any of Camilla’s suggestions, but I felt better about it.
    Trent was still in uniform when I got to his apartment, and I nearly fell on my face when I saw him. When had a man in a police uniform become so damn hot? While Trent showered, I took advantage and snooped through the living room. With pictures of his family and places they had been together adorned throughout the room, it wasn’t quite the man cave I had imagined in my head. I should have figured he was a family guy.
    I picked up one picture in particular. Trent’s familiar no barrier smile looked back at me. His eyes were shining as he held his parents on either side of him. His mom had an identical smile as Trent while his dad’s smile was more reserved. Behind them was—
    “The Grand Canyon,” Trent said, finishing my thoughts. He took the picture from me and looked at it, remembering his vacation. “We went this past summer. Most beautiful place I’ve been to.”
    “Dave didn’t go?”
    “He took the picture. After that he convinced our parents to hike down to the bottom and camp.” Trent laughed at the memory.
    I found myself caught up in Trent’s memory and happiness and wanted to know more. “Did ya’ll make it down there?”
    “Yeah,” Trent responded. “It was hot as hell, and none of us were wearing the right hiking boots, so we got blisters everywhere, but we made it.”
    “You had fun,” I stated simply, and was met with one of Trent’s half-moon smile.
    “It was one of our best vacations. My mom loves animals and had to stop to take pictures every five minutes, so it took us a good eight hours to get to the bottom. Everyone was in a pretty good mood.” He shrugged.
    “Sounds amazing,” I said wistfully.
    “It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before. We should go sometime.”
    We. It amazed me how anyone could throw in a we after only a week of knowing each other. Especially when some people didn’t have a we after years of knowing one another. “Sure,” I agreed.
    I walked over to the Chinese food Trent had ordered us and smelled it. “I’m hungry,” I told him.
    Trent took out some plates and silverware for us. “Beer?” he asked, and I nodded, wondering if he thought I was rude for changing the subject so quickly.
    “I brought The Exorcist,” I told him as we sat down to eat.
    “And Patron,” he noted.
    “My favorite adult beverage,” I told him and he raised an eyebrow. Immediately I blushed and decided to switch the conversation to safer territory. “What are your parents like?”
    Trent smiled at me, and I spent the rest of dinner learning about his parents, who were, as it turned out, every kid’s dream. He didn’t just have a family; he had a great family and was one of the few people I knew who actually had fond memories of his childhood.
    After dinner, we made our way to the living room where Trent put on The Exorcist and I poured us generous shots of Patron. When Trent sat down next to me, he pulled me towards him and I felt him kiss the back of my head. I couldn’t help but smile at such a casual gesture of affection. I could only wish my heart would beat a bit slower. I was pretty sure it was going to pop right out of my chest and land perfectly on his lap.
    I was comfortable with Trent’s arms wrapped around me, but nervous to the point of internal hysteria. So I took a shot of Patron to calm myself. Trent followed my lead, and we drank a shot and then a second shot in silence. As the movie played and the Patron