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    When I opened my arms, she rolled into them and closed her arms around me. I held her for a few minutes, enjoying the closeness, not needing to talk. It was nice having a person with you where you didn’t feel the need to blabber on and on just to fill the silence. As I was beginning to wonder if she fell asleep, she sighed and squirmed.
    I played with her hair. I was beginning to think I had a hair fetish when it came to her. I couldn’t stop myself from doing it. “Hey, you want to go out on a date tonight? Are you all caught up on your homework and shit?”
    She rested her chin on me. “A date? Like, dresses and suits and a fancy restaurant?”
    I hadn’t been thinking of wearing a suit, no. I’d been thinking burgers or something along those lines. But I guess that’s what a girl like Carrie expected when the word date came up. She’d grown up in the lap of luxury after all. If she wanted to wear a dress and go to some French restaurant I couldn’t even pronounce, then so be it. I could certainly afford it.
    I smiled at her. “Yeah. We can go to that French place on Pico. The one with the swans.”
    She brightened up, her smile wide. “Oh my God, yes! I’ve been wanting to go there for a while.”
    “Great,” I said, smiling, even though I didn’t feel like smiling.
    “But I have to admit, I’m surprised to hear you suggest it. You’re more of a burger-and-shake kind of guy,” she said, her voice cheerful.
    “And you’re not?”
    Her mouth twitched. “I’m not a guy.”
    “And thank fucking God for that.” I tapped her nose with my finger. “But you know what I mean.”
    “I like them both,” she said, lifting a shoulder in a tiny shrug. “A little bit of variety never hurt anyone.”
    Having her get all excited about a date in an expensive restaurant made me feel anxious and wound up. Shaking off the weird feeling creeping up my spine, I asked, “Do you still want to go surfing?”
    “I do.” She rested her chin on my chest. “It looks cloudy out, so there might be some awesome waves.”
    I tucked her red hair behind her ear and forced a smile. “All right. Want to eat before or after?”
    “After.” She got out of bed and looked over her shoulder at me. “But make sure you get some coffee in your system. I don’t want to deal with cranky Finn.”
    I laughed and rolled out of bed. “ Cranky Finn?”
    “Mmhm.” She reached into her bag and pulled out her red bikini. “He’s miserable without coffee in him. A real jerk.”
    I came up behind her and nuzzled her neck. The feel of her skin on mine almost made me say the hell with surfing…but if she wanted to surf—then she’d get it. “Don’t worry. I’ll go make some now.” As I headed bare-assed naked into the kitchen, I called out, “I’m surprised you remembered your suit.”
    “I thought we might end up going.” She peeked over her shoulder at me as she stepped into the bottoms. “But we’ll need to get my board from my dorm.”
    “You can leave it here if you want,” I said, slipping a K-cup into the Keurig. “I don’t mind.”
    “Really?” She stood up straight, wearing nothing but her tiny red bikini bottoms. Fuck, if she would let me, I’d snap a picture and make that my wallpaper. “Okay, sure.”
    “You look surprised,” I said, raising a brow at her. “Why?”
    She picked up the bikini top and turned almost as red as it was. “I always thought guys were weird with girls leaving their stuff at their places. They get all paranoid she’s trying to stake a claim or something.”
    “Maybe some guys are, but I’m not one of those guys.” I pulled two mugs out of the cabinet and headed back into the bedroom portion of my apartment. The light blue comforter was halfway off the bed, thanks to our morning sex. I straightened it, then pulled it up over our pillows. “Besides, the guys who don’t want their girls’ stuff at their places are the ones with something to hide. I don’t have any