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who loved him as much as I loved him, but at the same time, it made me feel sad all over again. It’s like I couldn’t get over him. “Do you really think Sam would be okay with me having dinner with E.J. again? I’m thinking, it would make him nuts. E.J. isn’t exactly a settle down kind of guy. Although, you should have seen him with Edge. The way he acted with him at the school was precious. Did you know his whole house is filled with pictures of the two of them together? There were pictures of them in New York City, pictures of them at different amusement parks, and all kinds of pictures of them out on the town at events and stuff. It was amazing!”
     
    Felicia smiled at me, her eyebrow popping up. “You like him? I can tell. Your whole face lights up when you talk about him.”
     
    Maybe she was a little right, but I certainly didn’t know him well enough to know whether I liked him or not. “I think, he’s interesting. I never said I liked him,” I answered.
     
    “You’re crazy if you don’t. Did you see those muscles and those eyes? He’s a walking sin so you definitely have to get to know him better. I bet he’s got all sorts of tricks to show you. All those years on the football field. I’m sure he knows all kinds of interesting positions. Look at him. If you’re not going to do him, I will,” Felicia threatened. She loved men in all shapes and sizes.
     
    I tried to act like I hadn’t thought of those things, but the truth was, they were almost all I could think about. I wondered what it would feel like to have those big, strong arms of his around me. His lips were practically begging me to kiss them. I don’t know why I didn’t kiss him. It’s not like he wasn’t giving me hints. The way he looked at me, made my panties almost come sliding right off by themselves. And his voice -- good God, his voice! If butter had a tone, that’s what it would sound like. His words rolled off his tongue seductively. It’s like everything he said sounded dirty.
     
    “I’m not talking about sleeping with him!” I protested. “I was asking if you thought it was a good idea to go out with him again.”
     
    “Did he ask you out again?” Felicia asked.
     
    I shrugged. “No, not yet, but what if he does?” I asked.
     
    Felicia laughed. “You know; you don’t make any sense. First, you start talking like he asked you to marry him. Now, you’re saying he hadn’t even asked to see you again. What is wrong with you? Is your head not screwed on tightly enough?”
     
    My cell phone rang, distracting me. “Hold on. Let me see what this is all about.” I walked out of her room to grab my purse off the kitchen counter. “It’s E.J.!” I yelled down the hallway, but Felicia was right behind me.
     
    “Don’t yell. I’m right here. Are you trying to kill me? Answer it. See what he wants.” Felicia picked the phone up and put it in my hand.
     
    “Hello?” My voice trembled as I answered.
     
    “Are you busy?” E.J. asked. “I can call you back another time if you are.”
     
    “No, no. I’m not busy. I was just talking about you.” My words came out faster than I wanted them to. I instantly regretted sounding so eager.
     
    He moaned low. “Oh, really? Tell me what you were saying. Were you talking about my biceps or my abs?” he teased.
     
    Felicia covered her mouth with her hands, trying to stifle her laughter.
     
    “Neither. I was just… I… How are you?” I tried to change the subject, but I got the feeling he wasn’t going to take the bait.
     
    “Since we’re being honest, I was talking about you today too,” he said.
     
    My heart started to quiver in my chest. “You were?” My voice cracked. “What did you say about me?”
     
    Felicia put her head next to mine to hear his end of the conversation. I tried to shoo her away, but it made her laugh.
     
    “Oh, you’re out? Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” E.J. apologized.
     
    “No, I’m not out. That’s