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“Not the kind you’re talking about, though,” he laughed.
    Oh.
    My.
    Goodness.
    He did not say that.
    My cheeks colored, and my eyes darted to the ground, staring at my Converse.
    “I was joking, Olivia,” he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I forget that you’re easily embarrassed.”
    “ Do you forget?” I eyed him.
    “No,” he chuckled, his eyes a light green, “I think you’re cute when you’re nervous.”
    Before I could reply, a guy was calling his name, and waving him towards the tow truck.
    “I’ve got to go,” he smiled.
    “Okay,” I squeaked.
    He backed away, keeping his eyes on me. “Don’t be nervous on Friday. Okay, Olivia?” He pointed a finger at me. “I don’t want you to be embarrassed around me.” His eyes grew serious as they narrowed.
    “Uhmm,” I mumbled, turning around, and reaching for the door handle.
    His chuckle carried through the air.
    I let out a deep breath when I got into my car.
    All I had wanted to do, was get in my car, and drive to the restaurant, but of course, Trace had to show up and turn me into a blubbering idiot, once more. Why could I never hold my own around him?
    I shook my head and started the car. As I backed out and pulled away, I was careful to avoid his intense gaze. Nonetheless, I felt it.
    During the whole drive to the restaurant, my breath was erratic.
    Trace had the ability to turn my insides to mush and make me feel completely safe at the same time. It was a lethal combination and he knew how to use it to his advantage.
    I parked my car and grabbed my wallet out of my backpack. When I stepped inside Chili’s, Avery was pacing back and forth.
    “There you are!” She exclaimed loudly. “You said ten minutes, Livie! Ten! Not twenty! I’m hungry!”
    “Shh,” I scolded, embarrassed by her behavior. “Keep it down. You’ll never believe what happened to me.”
    She stopped her tirade and a slow smile spread across her face. “Now that sounds promising.”
    “Two?” The hostess asked us.
    “Yeah,” Avery nodded.
    “Follow me,” the girl led us through the restaurant, purposely placing us away from everyone, so they wouldn’t have to suffer from Avery’s loudness.
    “I already know what I want,” Avery moved her menu to the end of the table after we sat down. “So, tell me what happened. I’m dying here.”
    I shrugged out of my jacket. “I was heading to my car when someone called my name-”
    “Get to the interesting part,” she urged.
    I rolled my eyes. “I’m trying to.”
    “Sorry,” she giggled.
    “Anyway,” I shook my head. “It was Trace.”
    “No!” She screamed. “Why was he on campus?”
    “They were towing some guy’s car,” I ran a finger over the glossy menu.
    “So, he talked to you, right?” She pressed.
    I nodded. “You’ll never believe what I asked him, though,” I blushed.
    “What did you do, Livie?” She shrieked, her hand twitching where it rested on the table. I was sure she wished she could knock some sense into me.
    “I asked him if he was stalking me,” I mumbled, staring at the tiled tabletop.
    “Olivia!” She gasped.
    “What?!” I exclaimed. “It slipped out! I wasn’t expecting to see him on campus and he surprised me!”
    Avery shook her head at my stupidity. “You have so much to learn.”
    “You know what he asked me?” I inserted, tracing a fingernail around the designs on the tile.
    “What?” She questioned with narrowed green eyes.
    “He wanted to know why I was so awkward around him,” I bit my lip.
    “Livie! Really? I need to give you lessons on being normal around guys,” she shook her head, pursing her red lips.
    “And how would you do that?” I asked.
    “I’d wear a dildo, of course,” she chuckled.
    “Avery,” I groaned.
    The waiter appeared, clearing his throat, and my cheeks colored at knowing he’d heard what Avery said.
    “What can I get you ladies to drink?” He asked.
    Avery ordered water and I asked for sweet tea.
    When he