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    “I’m thinking it’s good to have some of my memories back Stupid boy,” she mocks before letting him go.
    “Alright you guys, have fun. Call if you need anything,” he says as he waves and walks out.
    “So you ready to watch us leave?” I whisper.
    “I think I’m ready. Is it sad?”
    “I think it’s more bittersweet,” I say as I hit play.
    Drake walks away from her camera.
    And this is when my heart pounds out of my chest for real, because I know what I’m about to do.
    “So I have no idea what’s taking Tristan so long,” she sighs into the camera. “He knows I have to leave soon. Wait! Is that a guitar?” She asks the camera. I come onto the screen playing ‘Don’t Take the Girl’ with my guitar. I serenade her with my awesome fucking voice and guitar skills. “Tristan baby, I love that song, but your voice is made for rock music.” She giggles into the camera. “But I am glad I got it on film.” She films me sitting the guitar on the dock.
    “Ev, promise me, promise me, we’ll talk every day and you won’t forget me.” My voice cracks.
    “How could I forget you, my own personal ogler? Three months Trist, we can do it. And you have to hunt down band members so you won’t miss me that much.” She laughs.
    “Fucking crazy girl, I’m going to miss you like crazy. Who is going to film Drake pissing on me or film me falling out of a damn pineapple tree? Who’s going to catch all those moments?” I sigh into the camera as she holds it up, capturing both of us.
    “I will,” she says. “I will when I come back in three months.” She turns away from the camera and I do the same. We sit and stare at one another.
    “I love you like crazy,” my voice whispers across the T.V.
    “I love you too, just like I love my camera.” She giggles right before I kiss her nice and slow in front of that silly camera.
    “You see that folks? Love exists when you are this young. You just got to find it.” She sighs sweetly while looking into my eyes. Then the camera shuts off.
    “Wow, we were something else,” she murmurs.
    Yeah, you could say that.
    “Thanksgiving is even better. You talked Drake into helping you act like you weren’t coming. You wanted to catch my surprise at you being there on film, that is.” I frown, remembering that one because it hurt like hell thinking she wasn’t coming.
    “You want to clean up and take a break for a bit?” I nod to her bag.
    “Yes please!” She jumps up.
    “Oh hey, what do you want for lunch? Does Chinese sound okay?” She used to love Chinese.
    “That sounds delicious,” she sighs out, grabbing her bag.
    “Okay, I’ll order it. It should be here by the time you get out.” I walk to the drawer, pulling out the menu and picking up my cell phone. I have a dozen missed calls and twenty missed texts messages. I really need to change my number, especially if Ev is back. Sighing, I dial and order our Chinese.
    Twenty minutes later, Ev comes down in Juicy sweats, looking fresh and beautiful as always. “Nice shower?” I ask.
    “Yes it was.” She smiles sweetly.
    I take my silver chain bracelets off my right hand and my black cuff off the left hand so I can wash up.
    “Hey! Where did you get that?” she questions as she grabs left my wrist, turning it over. My eyes go wide as she touches the tattoo.
    “Uh, we got them together,” I say quietly, my voice barely above a damn whisper. I can’t help it; her touch brings back all these memories, and stirs all those feelings back to life again.
    What is wrong with me? Man, pull it together!
    “I have one on my shoulder blade. What does it mean?” She pulls down her sweater.
    I gulp.
    Do not show me bare skin Ev.
    “It means infinity.” I run my finger over hers, causing her to shiver, and I bite back a grin.
    Oh yeah, it’s definitely still there.
    The air around us shifts just when the doorbell rings.
    “Can you get that babe? I have to wash my hands. It’s probably just our food, so