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set a date soon, wimp.” She punched my chest playfully.
    “I thought you had planned everything already, bridezilla.” I imprisoned her face into my hands and remembered where we were, in the hall of her University. I didn’t care one bit. My lips crashed against hers, I pulled her to me, feeling our bodies warming up and connecting. I thought I heard a small moan escaped her mouth, I took it as my queue to make her want me desperately throughout her afternoon classes. I kissed her until the tension became unbearable and pulled away. “And you call me a wimp.” My hand slid from her face, down the side of her breast and followed the curve of her inked ribs to her sweet, perfectly shaped ass. “Can you handle it? Me? I know and you know you want it, babe. But we can’t.” I gave her a chaste kiss, pulled away before I gave her my heartbreaking grin, the one I normally saved to seduce a girl. “I’ll see you later, sweetie.” Levi the fucking player, I felt like screaming it out loud.
    Her face fell, her lips forming an ‘O’. She was going to say something, but she was left frustrated and speechless.

    I entered the shop feeling like Peter Parker when he was possessed by Venom. Feeling on top of my game, powerful and cool. While Nix probably sat on a hard wooden chair watching every minute pass thinking about me. I laughed out loud.
    “Are you drunk, Munroe?”
    I laughed even more. “No, I’m just enjoying my momentum. I gave Nix something to think about while she’s in class.”
    He rolled his eyes. “I kind of miss the old Levi. The one who didn’t give a fuck about all that romance shit. The one who tattooed for a living.”
    “Hey, K. What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
    He pulled a chair, next to my station. “You’re never here anymore and when you are, you have these red flashy hearts popping out of your eyes like you got hypnotized by some dick vultures.”
    I tried hard not to laugh. “Dick vultures? Seriously, K.”
    “When you two are together, you are undressing her, repeatedly, with your eyes, you drool all over the fucking floor and she is definitely loving it. I’m just saying, dude... You are pussy-whipped and she’s a fucking dick vulture.” He smiled proud of his speech.
    “Maybe you should keep your eyes open. You look like you might be in need of some vultures. You know, get some action below the belt, and I’m not talking about getting a doctor check-up because your piercing got infected again.”
    “Shut up, it only happened once.”
    “Twice. Not that I want to think about your dick... but the first time, you actually showed it to me and the second time, I drove you to the hospital myself.” I laughed. “You can’t go bare with that shit, you need one or two layers of rubber.”
    We could go on and on. Just being guys, spitting each other’s shit in our faces.

Chapter FIVE
    T he week had been dragging and dragging. Work kept me busy, but the closer we got to the weekend, the more Nix became restless. Seeing Brian had to play games with her mind. She kept having weird dreams, talking in her sleep and she kicked me a couple of times too.
    Phoenix insisted on packing our clothes last night after her shift at the club. I had no idea what she had brought for me, not that I was difficult anyway. In her own words, it calmed her down to focus on something. Fuck, I felt like she was on her way to making the biggest mistake of her life and yet, I couldn’t stop her. I couldn’t forbid her to meet her father again.
    We’d landed in San Francisco two hours ago. Our luggage was in our hotel room. Nix took a quick shower before leaving again. The room was great. I mean, if it wasn’t for Brian, maybe I would have enjoyed being here.
    We had to meet Brian at 8pm in a bar. Like I thought, he was going to perform with his band and he wanted us to meet him there. We had one more hour before meeting him so I opted for a nice restaurant. I also had a surprise for my girl, in