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devilishly at me. “But I’ll tone it down.”
     
    “Shit, I left my phone in the car,” Luke slaps his hand on top of the table and our water glasses shake. “I’ll be right back.” He gets up from the booth, strolls down the aisle, and exits out the front doors.
     
    We return to our menus when Seth jumps up from the booth. “I locked the car. He can’t even get inside it.” He rushes off toward the door, taking his keys out of his pocket.
     
    “Luke actually went to smoke,” Kayden tells me, spinning the saltshaker between the palms of his hands. “He just doesn’t like to admit it to people he doesn’t know. He’s weird about it.”
     
    I bob my head up and down, not looking at him. “So did Seth, probably. He usually does it in the car, but he was being polite.”
     
    “He could have.” Kayden laughs and it lights up his eyes. “Luke’s been smoking in my car since we were sixteen.”
     
    Unable to help myself, I smile at the idea as I fiddle with the edge of a napkin.
     
    “What’s so funny?” Kayden folds his arms on top of the table and the bottom of his sleeves rise up. Tiny white lines cover the back of his wrists and he swiftly jerks his sleeves down to hide them. “Come on, share whatever’s making you smile like that.”
     
    “It’s nothing.” I raise my gaze back to him. “I was just thinking about what my dad would have said if he ever found out his running back was a smoker.”
     
    “I think he knew he was.” Kayden leans over the table, moving closer to me. “He always seemed to know everything that we did wrong, but never said it.”
     
    “Yeah, maybe he did, I guess. He did catch my brother smoking once and grounded him for a very long time.” Why am I talking to him like this? It’s not like me. I tip my chin down and concentrate on the list of appetizers.
     
    “Callie, I’m sorry,” he says abruptly, flattening his palm on the table as he glides it toward mine.  As his fingers brush my knuckles, I nearly choke to death.
     
    “For what?” I sound strangled.
     
    “For not saying thank you… for that night.” He covers his big hand on top of mine.
     
    For a second, I like how his warmth feels, but then I’m thrown back to the place locked inside my mind, trapped and powerless.
     
    “It’s okay.” I yank my hand away and hide it under the table. My pulse races as I stare at the menu. “You were having a rough night.”
     
    He doesn’t say anything as he moves his hand away. I don’t look up at him, because I don’t want to see the disgusted look in his eyes.
     
    “If I asked them if I could have a hamburger, do you think they’d make me one?” he asks, nonchalantly changing the subject.
     
    I flip the page of the menu, with my eyebrows furrowed. “Does it say they have hamburgers?”
     
    “No, I was kidding.” He observes me from across the table. “Can I ask you something?”
     
    I nod warily. “Sure.”
     
    “How come you left for college early?” he asks. “Most people want to stay home for the summer and party.”
     
    I shrug. “I didn’t really have anything left for me there except for my parents and it just seemed like it was time to go.”
     
    “You didn’t have a lot of friends, did you?” Recollection masks his face as he starts to put the pieces of my sad life together.
     
    Thankfully, Seth and Luke join us at the table before he can try to dig up more details. They smell like smoke and look euphorically happy.
     
    “Nah, they don’t really have many on campus.” Seth says to Luke as he sits down and unrolls the napkin from around the silverware. “And if they do, security usually breaks them up.”
     
    Luke swivels a small plastic display with pictures of the beer beverages on it. “Yeah, that shit happened all the time at our school. Like this one time we had this huge bonfire, and the cops showed up and busted everyone.”
     
    “What kind of trouble did you get in?” Seth asks, checking the watch