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was topping from the bottom and when I told him I was done with the whole arrangement he started following me.” Wow, two years later and I was still having trouble talking about the whole thing.
    Nick put his hand over mine. “You don’t have to say another thing. I’m sorry I’m prying.”
    I glanced up at him. “I probably shouldn’t tell you. I don’t even know your real last name.”
    He smiled. “Well, that means my ruse is working, if a superfan doesn’t know what it is.”
    “Not a clue,” I said, and put my head on my hands and fluttered my eyelashes at him, subtly asking him to tell me.
    He leaned forward. “Tell you what. You give me a second date and at the end of that date, I’ll tell you my last name.”
    I looked around. “Hell of a first date,” I said. My stomach dropped into my feet. Date?! I was on a date with him?! And then the stomach decided it was going to exit my feet and drop in the floor, and possibly try to bore to China.
    Nick D wanted a second date .
    “Hey, are you okay?” He grabbed my hand. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
    I waved my free hand at him to indicate I was fine. Kind of. “No, you didn’t. I didn’t realize how hard it still was for me to talk about Taylor.” Good cover, Morg. Blame the ex-asshole. That should do it. It really wasn’t him; it was a combination of things. Like him asking me out on a second date when I didn’t even realize we were on a first.
    “Sorry,” he said, studying my face intently.
    “Not you, not your fault.” I gave him a smile. “I just... I’ll tell you about Taylor another time, okay?”
    “Third date?”
    I stared at him, eyes wide, then dropped into a smirk. “When did I agree to the second?”
    “You didn’t,” he answered. “But no superfan is going to turn down a date to find out my last name.”
    “Woo, little full of ourselves tonight, aren’t we?” I teased.
    “Hey, self-professed.” He pointed the fork at me.
    “Okay, all right,” I said. “Fine. Super fangirl number one. Except Dave.”
    “Except Dave,” he agreed.
    “Coffee?” the waitress suddenly asked us.
    Nick looked at me and I shook my head. “No thanks. I have to get some kind of sleep tonight.”
    She slapped the check on the table and walked away. Nick grabbed it before I could and wouldn’t let me see what it was. Every time I made a grab, he would pull it away. I finally sat back and huffed at him. He gave me the biggest, dumbest grin I’d ever seen, so I stuck my tongue out at him. He stood up, holding his hand out for mine. “Come on. You’re about as fierce as a kitten with that. Let’s get going.”
    He paid on the way out of the restaurant and wouldn’t let me see the check at all. I walked out to play with the gumball machine in the entrance instead. I knew he was just trying to be a gentleman, and it didn’t really bother me, but I thought I’d have fun with it. I realized the gumballs weren’t gumballs, but high bouncers. I dug out two quarters and dropped them in.
    “Ready?” he asked a moment later, walking out of the restaurant into the vestibule.
    I turned around and bounced the ball on the floor. It bounced off and nailed him right in the shoulder. He gasped and looked put out. “Are you throwing balls at me?”
    “Just one,” I laughed, retrieving it. “I only had two quarters.”
    “You really just nailed me with a ball.” He was truly astonished.
    “Of course,” I said, coquettishly. I tossed the ball in the air a few times. He tried to snatch it out of the air, but I kept grabbing it back before he could. I didn’t really know where I had gotten the chutzpah to blatantly flirt like this. Especially with this sexy rock god.
    “Oh, come on,” he pouted. “My turn!”
    I pushed out the front door into the parking lot. I giggled like a school girl trotting away from the door. Nick followed, still trying to grab the little ball. I skipped over to his car, bouncing the ball so he couldn’t grab it.