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there so long, I thought you passed out. I was about ready to break the door down.” He laughed. “Come on. These guys are about to put on an interesting show.”
    He walked me down the hallway to the living room. Two of the guys were talking on one couch. The other one, I think his name was Aidan, was on another couch, looking up at the last roommate who, and I kid you not, was completely naked except for his briefs and had his ball sack hanging out of the side. Dancing around the wooden coffee table in the middle of the room, he stopped right in front of me and made a indecent gesture with his back. What the hell was I watching? Why does one man in a crowd of guys get totally naked and do this?
    “Is he following through on a dare?” I asked as I slipped my eyes from the man’s nut sack to Teagan. Teagan was not staring at the guy on the table. He was watching me intently. He was gauging my reaction. After a few minutes, he lifted his shoulders. “Kellen’s just like that. He likes to be naked and he loves attention.” He made it sound like this was a normal occurrence. Good to know that the Irish are so free with their bodies. I started laughing so hard, I couldn’t stop. I hadn’t laughed that hard in months and it felt great. I told Teagan I was going to pee my pants.
    H e replied with a smirk, “I’m not allowing you to go back in the bathroom again, so piss away.”
    We took seats comfortably close to each other just when Kellen stepped off the table and pronounced he was tired and headed off to bed. Just like that? I guess the show was over. Soon after, Cian and Aidan followed him to their beds. Teagan and I made conversation for about an hour, mostly about Boston, what he had seen so far, and what Oregon was like. It was an easy exchange. His last roommate was still awake and in the living room with us. He had curly, jet black hair with freckles and green eyes. He was beautiful, too! He tried to include himself in our conversation every once in a while but remained stuck to the couch, looking down into his bottle.
    I felt a bit uncomfortable by his presence so I held out my hand and said, “Hey, you probably don’t remember my name but I’m Lizzie O’Malley.” He took my hand gingerly and kissed the back of it and quietly said, “I remember, Lizzie. I am Freddie. Freddie Quinn.” He gave me the most adorable smile. Our eyes locked, my stomach plummeted again, and my cheeks flushed. What the fuck was up with adorable and sweet Irish boys? I had always imagined that Irishmen were drunken idiots that crossed their arms over each other and danced the Irish step dance.
    I noticed Teagan out of the corner of my eye staring at Freddie and then he cleared his throat.
    “Well, I guess I should head to bed. It was a pleasure to meet you, Lizzie,” Freddie said with an intense, smoldering look.
    I didn’t want Freddie to go. I felt an unexplained tightness in my chest with his sudden urge to leave. I wanted to talk to him more. Ugh, another internal debate . I hadn’t noticed him in all of the drama that night and even though I didn’t know him at all, I wasn’t ready to be alone with Teagan. There was a short stare down between Freddie and Teagan. Was Teagan demanding that Freddie leave so he could pursue me? Did Freddie want to pursue me, too? I want to ask him to stay a little longer but the moment was gone. He started off the couch and headed to his room in a hurried manner. Just as he rounded the hallway to his twin bed, I stopped him short. “Goodnight, Freddie Quinn. It was so nice to meet you,” I said as I took in his long body. So fucking sexy. He looked back at the both of us and faintly grinned.
    Teagan looked at me strangely at first as he saw the look I gave Freddie and then quickly changed it to smoldering. With hooded lids, he took my cheeks in his hands. He briefly kissed me. I felt a surge of energy rush through my body. I looked up into his deep blue eyes and smiled. His kiss was so